Monthly Archives: November 2010

Because it can be regained. Laurieston Hall next year In all its ineffable Magic and beauty. Fifty fairies together Groups of friends Piano, song, Tea-shirt painting, Half a game Of table tennis, vegetarian meals…. And… A wild mossy path Leading … Continue reading →

When Life Seems Complex And shadows are cast, I remember The pleasures, consolations And comforts Of life. Away from and apart from Medical problems and bereavement, They stay intact: Friends, espresso, books And Music.

Steep-toppling streets (I wrote, 30 years ago, in a poor Dylan imitation) Gaudy guesthouses (I write now, in fond rememberance) City -it SHOULD be one- Of dreams, sand, Theatre, concert hall, Myriad of streets Falling over each other In their … Continue reading →

You revealed, Wendy, Forster’s not so secret life, which informs, but does not solely determine, his writings;revealed his true passions, loves and commitment towards democratic reform of homophobic and other repressive laws. You revealed how Rickie Elliott is a partly … Continue reading →