Monthly Archives: August 2013

Poems Humped and Strong – What Seamus Heaney Leaves Behind

Postscript And some time make the time to drive out west Into County Clare, along the Flaggy shore, In September or October, when the wind And the light are working off each other So that the ocean on one side is wild With foam and glitter, and inland among stones The surface of a slate-grey […]

Poetry as Back Scratcher! Rumi and Jane Kenyon

In Places You Can’t Reach You might have noticed how animals may groom each other in places they cannot reach on their own, That is what my poems are all about.                                            What a deal! Jelaluddin Rumi, trans. Daniel Ladinsky from The Purity of Desire, Penguin Books, 2012 A few days ago we had our […]

Apologies from Richard!

In the past few hours there have been strange blog postings, some in Latin, to all my subscribers. I believe this is a result of my website designer doing some work on the site. I am trying to find out how to prevent this happening but in the meantime my apologies for this. I am […]

It’s the Music First!

One Heart Look at the birds. Even flying is born out of nothing. The first sky is inside you, open at either end of day. The work of wings was always freedom, fastening one heart to every falling thing. Li-Young Lee from Book Of My Nights, BOA Editions, 2001 Last month I was at Fort […]

We Squander Our Sorrows

As I was searching for a document in my computer files recently I came across something I written to a friend a few years ago. It echoes some of what I tried to write in my recent blog on sorrow: Grief Struck Remedies. But even better it took me back to the poetry of the […]