Poem to Basia
Sorting through some books, this page fell out today. How apposite, I thought. But who was she? 17th century, I believe, but I don’t know any more. Do you?
Verse
Family Album 2
The box I was looking in yesterday has brought up a load of memories. Those tropical brown sheets for a start. They were very expensive. I remember buying them as a little reward to myself for becoming Head of English at Ealing Green High School for boys in about 1990. This was taken in 1993. […]Read Post ›
Family album
For M Whatever happened to those earrings? I found a box of photos the other day and I could not for the life of me remember why this particular selection of snaps was there. They may be duplicates of photos I have put into albums, (which I am in the slow process of rehousing into […]Read Post ›
Poetry Reading, or: Out of My Comfort Zone, Yet Again.
I have always loved poetry and the sound of my own voice, so when I was asked to read a poem as part of a national poetry reading event I didn’t hesitate to agree. It was supposed to happen on my birthday in September, and I was tempted by the thought that there would be […]Read Post ›
Walter de la Mare
I just found this book on my shelf after many years and was enchanted all over again by the sweetness of the cover. The illustrator is Margery Gill. The back cover is no less delightful. I received this book for Christmas when I was ten. I remember choosing it with the woman who gave it […]Read Post ›
M M Gabriel v Tony Harrison
This is not a picture of Mother Mary Gabriel or Reverend Mother as she was known, because I could not easily find one of her today. It is however a painting of her predecessor, the founder of the Convent, sister Mary Tredway. The habit is similar but there the resemblance ends, as M M Gabriel […]Read Post ›
World Poetry Day
For To S I’ve been sorting through a lot of things recently, boxes of photos and old papers mainly and I’ve been having a wonderful time. Yesterday I hit a certain jackpot, because I found a box of very special papers, mainly from my first year at university, 1972/3. I arrived in Sheffield in October […]Read Post ›
Look what I found!
Two weeks ago I was invited to attend a very special concert in the Cadogan Hall. At the time it did not seem such an unusual thing to do – but who knows when I will ever go to a concert again? Not just me, in fact. Am I being over dramatic? Who knows? We […]Read Post ›
Poetry Inc
Poetry Magazine set up, developed, edited and printed by Miss Royle St Augustine’s Priory 1969/70 The front cover a little the worse for wear. My daughter found this on Wednesday and was a bit bemused why I was so thrilled to see it again. I had been looking for it for some time – after […]Read Post ›
Ode to Dominic
D is for Dominie, Scottish for master Also for Dashing – but not for Disaster O is for Order, Overwhelmingly Organised Every plan neatly and beautifully realised M is for Medicine when I’ve got a pain And Merriment and Marley and Music again I is for Eye-catching – you’ve seen all the […]Read Post ›
Life Through Basia's Eyes 