152 articles in General

  • The Terrors of the Earth

    “I will have such revenges on you both That all the world shall—I will do such things— What they are yet I know not, but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think I’ll weep? No, I’ll not weep.” These are words spoken by Shakespeare’s character King Lear in the drama of his […]

  • “The Terrors of the Earth”

    “I will have such revenges on you both That all the world shall—I will do such things— What they are yet I know not, but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think I’ll weep? No, I’ll not weep.” These are words spoken by Shakespeare’s character King Lear in the drama of his […]

  • “The Terrors of the Earth”

    “I will have such revenges on you both That all the world shall—I will do such things— What they are yet I know not, but they shall be The terrors of the earth. You think I’ll weep? No, I’ll not weep.” These are words spoken by Shakespeare’s character King Lear in the drama of his […]

  • Eliot: Early and Late

    Even so great a figure in the intellectual world of the mid 20th century as Sir Maurice Bowra was persuaded that T S Eliot’s later works represented a falling off of his poetic gifts; and that Eliot’s early works – I guess Prufrock, Portrait of a Lady, and The Waste Land being primes cases in […]

  • Fragments

    Coursing across down up roads crossing taking lefts Rights, centres, to the body; blows from city heats Preliminary knockout rounds selecting who might what Fill out our set shop-window: paucity today Of finer decencies   I made a list this day on a short shopping trip To buy Some stocks of groceries, and whilst sat […]

  • Love and Language

    Some schemes are proper to poetry; some pertain To prayer more nearly, yet are proper frames; Here then are two alike; two schemas; two regimes Apprising our sincerities   Suborned are words like kernels gated inside wooden shells Invention; attached intention; easiness of phrase; These are the haul demanded; hard-commanded; seldom To be come by […]

  • Poker

    A reasonably perspicacious person might have predicted that the card game of poker should have become greatly celebrated and its players raised to high esteem in a Post-Modern age such as ours is. Post Modernism for the most part having ‘left behind’ the virtues which had been tied to Christian belief, although I believe these […]

  • Poker

    A reasonably perspicacious person might have predicted that the card game of poker should have become greatly celebrated and its players raised to high esteem in a Post-Modern age such as ours is. Post Modernism for the most part having ‘left behind’ the virtues which had been tied to Christian belief, although I believe these […]

  • In Memoriam: Tony Bianchi

    Inquisitive athirst, rehearsed in eager earnest A guy no barrier to engagement might propound Reserve or distance to preserve a height Of fancied amplitudes Like he was local the sort of bloke who’ll Seem ordinary anywhere there special was Embedded here he shone whole and regardless Himself he spread as easy quicksilver Across a medley […]

  • “Thy Rebuke Has Broken His Heart”

    It is a shaken weakening ailing sort of thing Throws you over like a fall at combat A thwack and the nervous heart-strings take a tragic loop A fragile shiver   That scalpel of Bible language cuts at hanging strains Hits to the midriff like a boxer’s body blow effects Opening up rigor, the tough […]

  • ‘I was so much older then, I’m younger than that now’

    Doomed dust; thrust from a womb Out of dumb lusts begotten A birthing done forgotten; a wet thirst At once nursed; then days’ rehearsal bit-parts Not yet written; deeds no pattern Eyesight no labels and thought bides vegetable Unsighted to discern the eventual urn Framing all context; and normative reflex; Consideration uninformed, and set intention […]

  • One’s Lone Narcissism

    Locked in a limpid pool which reads your lily eyes Rocking so lightly over waters; gaze ablaze You face the pleasing promise; A moving pictures idol smoothly-groomed of gracious stance A gander being a swan   Chases unreason’s fancies, bringing hand-on-hearty sighs Conjuring invitations, unilluminating bright Purlieus of looking glasses carrying brittle hopes Raise passions […]

  • To Make Do and Mend

    It‘s too late once emerged to hatch ways out of here After the nursling corn Our fate speaks: make a headway quick and clear: Then are we born   Adrift, no rules no signals, in Creation’s arms The formulaic fails, engagement leans, betakes the helm   Our lackings schooled Are promptly tooled By consanguinity Against […]

  • Taking a Cut

    A surly flick, a twist -‘Item of mine – is this’ –   Possession holds men sway, as they consider And turning over toys search highchair money moves On what’s their best demeanour, The utmost sign inclined to reputation, So to; Beat up a thrum, be brazen brash – command   High feverish declamations state […]

  • Tchaikovsky’s Pathetique

    Racked, stretched out prone on its cross of hectic passion Large music plays you; welcomes through cruel iron Gates, wit-hung, levered open Comes Hector-like: Tchaikovsky battle-throes ring agonistes Horns rail out; brass supplies terse anabasis march Its deluge overwhelms, and mustering Hands caught-up in flail and flourish, beating eggs The unreasonable neuroses fester wrested clues; […]

  • Flower Power

    Is it a paranoia or psychoses That creditor, rings in rhymes with predator That drama chimes out nicely against trauma And evil turns live backwards? That history opens out to show His Story And evolution renders out in love? So prosecution measures up as persecution Omission photo-calls upon emission And desiccation synergises meet with desecration. […]

  • Proportionality

    Proportionality is best known in its use as a word in Law; Statute Law. Most of us know that rule on which our law is based and which was parodied by the operetta-makers Gilbert and Sullivan, who said;’ Make the punishment fit the crime’. This making the punishment fit the crime is an example of […]

  • Doing Time

    The jailer turns and passes through a shone hard ray of light Burning along like fire the dire and coffin-square enclave Palled full of darkness-dormered souls, abort of inclination; It bursted in from outside rare where ebullient air revives Asthmatic breaths   An alien sojourner with us, and fleeting friend; stylus with hand Of brightness […]