Three thousand Sunday roasts

Three thousand Sunday Roasts A new metal textureOffensive toAugustus Rodin’s eyesForced him toPrematurely ageBalzac – the sculptureIn a urine treatmentHis assistants gave.Not all metalIs so willfully altered.Greyfriars BobbyHas stood in Edinburgh since 1873The pride of dog lovers.Aged in placeTourists rubbed his bronze nose raw.As a sign of our times a surgical maskPreserves his nostrilsIntentionally.No suchContinue reading “Three thousand Sunday roasts”

Something neoteric.

Is rock on on the rocks? Through retracing responseNarrationPrimarilyRecitationAlone KindsLies PhilosophersLivedSomehowForOddsNaive What weQuestionNeverthelessReturnMoved FrustrationRecallingBoardersEuropeanRoamaticisedFirst Hand I have been reading seriously. To lighten my distracted mind I have attempted to create something neoteric in the manner as AI programs might. Let me explain – from Dr Nick’s thesis I chose one random word from each ofContinue reading “Something neoteric.”

Numbers/Ratios and the like.

Here we are in the State of of Disaster. It is one year since I began this blog. When I started I had no ambition but to record my reaction to the moments of the day in relation to my past lived experience. I thought twenty or thirty years from now my grandchildren might likeContinue reading “Numbers/Ratios and the like.”

Birthdays

Henry Purcell by Gerard Manley Hopkins The poet wishes well to the divine genius of Purcell and praises him that, whereas other musicians have given utterance to the moods of man’s mind, he has, beyond that, uttered in notes the very make and species of man as created both in him and in all menContinue reading “Birthdays”

Billy Bunter

Billy Bunter was the child subject of a comic character of my childhood. Billy wore glasses. He was overweight. His character did not represent more than one child in our very large instructional class. Even if there was one child in our class which was overweight the child wearing glasses was in a different yearContinue reading “Billy Bunter”

Did you dream?

My partly remembered conversation started this way. “What are you doing?” “I am clapping . Nick has won the property auction.” “What are you talking about?” “I am . You. Me ? I was asleep.” “What do you mean I woke you up, you were clapping weren’t you?” “Yes. I was. But I was asleep.”Continue reading “Did you dream?”

Cricket

I pinched this little example from a film. It is the job of an observant reader/film buff to tell me which one. The old man says to the youngster, look through these binoculars. See how things a long way off seem closer. “Yes”, came the reply. “It looks all clear and sharp, that is theContinue reading “Cricket”