Tag Archives: Poetry

Those Thoughts

How summer sparkles, when there’s no sun to be seen. Too scared to sleep or wake, strapped in sweat-sodden sheets. But for my radio – stamping out the silence, stifling them below.   (Do you still hear, those thoughts? It’s the … Continue reading

Posted in Culture, Society | Tagged , , | Leave a comment

On the Enchantment of Discovery

I confess with unconfidence to merely flirting with my greats: Shakespeare, Blake, Dickens; Evelyn Waugh, Kingsley Amis and Graham Greene. Others prove more seductive. J.G. Ballard, in his iridescent idiom, the seer of the city. Peter Ackroyd, medium for the dead. The antiquarian … Continue reading

Posted in Culture, Literature | Tagged , , , , , , , | Leave a comment