I find bare winter trees endlessly fascinating.
The branches lead my gaze with hypnotic power, and it follows on and on…
I think it is a visual equivalent of learning and gives the same joy of
discovery:
ordered enough for the mind to create patterns,
with enough chaotic variation to keep it interesting,
to forever suggest the possibility of better, more intricate organization…
Category: Poetry
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Ancient Giants
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Cherry Blossoms
Cherry blossoms – a staple of poetry,
they appear so briefly in such profusion…
What is the fascination?
Is it our slightly guilty,
maintenance-free
enjoyment
of the beauty of evanescence? -
Kindertranspot memorial at the Liverpool Street train station
City at twilight:
its lights and shadows, its lost and self-absorbed…
people in a rush, with no time to stop and people with nowhere to go…
and, in the middle – a memorial to human kindness that makes it all worthwhile. -
How to catch a rainbow
Catching rainbows is very difficult, especially on your own.
They are elusive, evanescent, evasive and often enormous.
So, what I propose is this:
1. Look very carefully in all the right places and find a rainbow.
2. Find someone who cares and show it to them.
3. Catch the rainbow – with two of you, it’s easy! -
The Wind of Time
The wind of time…
it distorts the present,
creating a chain of illusions:
in time, but not quite the right time
and not quite the right way…
in memory and perception –
but not quite mine…
it blows clean through me and leaves shadows –
the shadows of burned-out candles… -
Ruins
Years pass, one after another, and we grow into our skins and become who we are…
rebels or conformists, we all do our best to be comfortable in our own skins,
and we grow to be so, one way or another.
And then we notice that the edifice we built for ourselves is built on ruins –
decaying empty rooms, some boarded up, some decorated in cloying pastels, all – dead…
How do you replace the foundation when you live on the second floor? -
Compensatory Sense
You know about compensatory senses?
How blind people develop more acute hearing and so on?
Well, I can barely see, and my hearing is none too good.
So, I had to develop a compensatory sense of humour.