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Apr.08.2014
On the anniversary of the marriage of George, Prince of Wales to Caroline of Brunswick, 1795, an excerpt from THE WOLF AND THE LAMB, First Book in the Berkeley Series. Lord Berkeley ruminates upon the broken vow to remain a bachelor made by his royal boon companion. The Princess Caroline of...
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Mar.18.2014
Published February 20, 2014'The plot rides the heart-stopping ups and downs of a remarkable marriage and reveals how the tightrope between truth and illusion can swiftly turn into a hangman's noose.'You've heard the term 'Berk'. It conveys idiocy, doltishness, an agent of reckless escapades and...
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Feb.14.2014
Image courtesy of Eva Browning   A poem for Valentine's Day strings make music even heartstrings respond to the vibrations of the universe   mythic islands may quicken some corner of a foreign field despite quiescence   but gravity's less potent than electromagnetism throughout...
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Feb.01.2014
Brighton The poem below was inspired by a recent visit to the Constable at Petworth Exhibition in West Sussex. Petworth House, now in the hands of the National Trust, was the home of George O'Brien Wyndham, 3rd Earl of Egremont, a generous benefactor of the poor, an enthusiastic enquirer into...
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Jan.05.2014
  Albert Bierstadt – a painter superlative at communicating the possibilities of light. Essential radiance. The light behind the Light. Light uncompromised by the darkness, shadow and tone which define our inner and outer landscapes. The spirit of Light caught in our disposition towards the...
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Dec.21.2013
  IF WINTER COMES 'In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.'  Albert Camus   April is the cruellest month, the poet says. Green shoots and blossoms make a mockery of winter's torpid isolation - the sky's sheen like old ceramic crazed...
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Dec.16.2013
Commenting on my recent blog post about the Pilgrim Fathers, Nicholas Mackey asks if I've investigated the line of ancestry which inspires a heartfelt fascination with its theme. The answer is that what has been discovered to date is sketchy. I spend so many hours researching other people's...
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Nov.28.2013
It is worth reflecting on this Feast Day how one little book, crudely produced by early settlers of the Massachusetts Bay Colony, has become the most expensive book in the world, outstripping unique versions of the Bible, Shakespeare's First Folios and Jean-Jacques Audubon's famous Birds of...
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Nov.11.2013
  On the 95th Anniversary of Armistice Day They are focused on an interior landscape. The barrel of the lens will reach far into the future, capturing a moment in time more powerfully than any modern app. He sports a soldier's uniform, an officer in the King's Royal Rifle Corps, standing a...
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Oct.31.2013
On the anniversary of the birth of Johannes Vermeer, October 31, 1632, a poem from The Twain, Poems of Earth and Ether   I am passing through a sequence of spun still frames shedding, showering rhythmically recycled ephemeral dust   This too solid flesh belongs to time's illusion I am a...
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Oct.07.2013
  You don't need spell check to know Love's a four-letter word   linguists can't argue lovers might the metaphor's tame   but nowhere near tamed no science just subtle aspects   of configured stars synergy of latent forces   neither is the blunt archaic word synonymous...
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Sep.17.2013
  In aerial latitudes and the silent margins of heat and cold, day and clairvoyant dusk, the mirage shimmers above our wilderness, evoking plangent echoes of something lost and longed for.   Risk the serpentine defiles, the jackal's jaws and searing sand, risk the rugged rocks for miles...
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Aug.29.2013
Yo Yo Ma - Miriam Schulman     The cello etches its molten music into the psyche   steals the soul an aural apparition passing through locked doors   string breezes sing, burgeoning from chaos resonance beckons   harmony conjures vision timeless as future memory  ...
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Aug.21.2013
Last week saw the Glorious Twelfth of August, the date on which the grouse shooting season begins and is celebrated, or at least noted, in the British Isles. In times past when bloodsports was an accepted feature of rural life and there was a reverence for the disciplines of nature conservation,...
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Aug.12.2013
Incident on an ordinary Monday   Crimson rose, your Ruby Wedding, not a gift to me, jewelled rose, your bounty bleeding blossom from the tree.   Velvet bee that sweet heart singing, trapped inside the glass, on pane of death, your life-force squand'ring, echoes of the Mass.  ...
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