The Wilderness

  O where is it, the wilderness, The wildness of the wilderness? Where is it, the wilderness? _  _  _  _  _  _  _  _  _  _  _ And wander in the wilderness; In the weedy wilderness, Wander in the wilderness.     From Oxford World Classics poem written by Gerard Manley Hopkins     Advertisements

Beowulf’s Brexit

Starring: Nigel Farage: Beowulf Westminster’s political elite: Grendel (The Monster) The EU: Grendel’s Mother. An English inscribed stone cross circa 7th century. So. The battle begins. Armies are gathering supporters. In London the monster (Grendel) has grown out of all proportion and threatens people throughout Great Britain. Until now all challengers have been smeared and…

Old Man Travelling

The little hedge-row birds, That peck along the road, regard him not. He travels on, and in his face, his step, His gait, is one expression; every limb, His look and bending figure, all bespeak A man who does not move with pain, but moves With thought — He is insensibly subdued To settled quiet:…

The looming storm

  Two friends sat in a lounge of a small house, She sat upright and composed on the settee, He inclined in her direction on an armchair, Stillness invaded the room, Then a flickering of flashes traced its path along the grey blue carpet, A tree framed by a large window stood enveloped in dark cloud,…