Carol Ann Duffy, poet laureate, suggests in her commissioned poem, The Wound of Time, that no lesson is learned.
Remember, remember the 5th of November.
A selection of stuff that may or may not tickle your fancy this October 31st Living close to Sutton Hoo I have come to enjoy the magnificence and importance of this story. The British Library are hosting two productions of the story as part of their Anglo Saxon season. Then we must, of course, include…
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Ticket collected and suitably refreshed I excitedly made my way to the screening of Bohemian Rhapsody. Since first watching the trailer I had been looking forward to this evening. Shown in the impact theatre perhaps enhanced the sound a little but I felt not to any great a degree that I would pay more. Although…
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Yes, I was forced into it I’m afraid, and it has been my life long addiction and passion and desire. Oh to be able to alliterate like Dylan Thomas, ” the slow black, sloe black fishing boat bobbing sea” to liberate words and sounds like Elliot, ” McCavity, McCavity there’s no-one like McCavity, or even just to write nonsense with delicious sounds and repetition perhaps even you can feel my pain as I awake from dreams screaming, ” I do not like them in a box, I do not like them with a fox, I do not like them Sam I am, I do not like green eggs and ham!”
Some serious reminders and suggestions in this read, think, think, write repeat.
For you, it maybe different, but in all we strive to become on this earth, human beings.
We become who we are