The day the two burner Mighty stove came to the wood. Courtesy of Rupert. Much Hadam with Candy and Edward - we met half way from our homes, the first time, then on to Tinks and Clive at Maidens, delicious Sicilian wine, exchange of lockdown stories, and feelings, keeping relative distances. Moths in the morning.
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Seeing Sea with Sara
I came to see the sea, after months lockdowned in the woods The dogs went berserk, yelping, clawing windows, changing seats As if they too recalled the route, smelt the sea, sensed the light Or knew of my childhood when my mother, like every other mother challenged '6p for the first to see the sea'.… Continue reading Seeing Sea with Sara
Cummings Blip & Trump is Trump
While tensions boil again between Hong Kong and China, while a rambant virus is still silently around this island, we in the UK have headlines about one person - the person so many like to dislike - the commings and goings of Dominique Commings. Although motivated by dislike, the story is about one rule for… Continue reading Cummings Blip & Trump is Trump
Zooming HTLGI Weekend
We were meant to be in the glorious landscape of Hay, with our two new friends from Springe Socratic Dialogue, Maddie and Mitko. The virus came, locked down, their flights have gone into limbo and we are here at Magnolia House, looking out of a window garlended with a yellow climber I do not know… Continue reading Zooming HTLGI Weekend
Louise
Who was shaving her armpits Behind their beach shack When I first met her Who reminds me to uncover My heart and show it as we walk on sand. She rolls organic tobacco drinks vodka and tonic, flights against 5G Juices her raw food Grows gardens of ladies mantle
Poetry with Dean and Michael
I shut the coal shed door, dust on my fingers, Like pollen transferring to a reprimand on yellow drawing room 3 piece suit Gone gone, the coal, the front room furniture, the reprimand, the mother who gave it. I shut out the hopes of then, of a long refectory table for children, grandchildren, elongating dreams… Continue reading Poetry with Dean and Michael
Lockdown Rupert
Rupert biked from Shepherds Bush West London to Chelmsford. An East wind challenged, and he found a train. Facemasks are obligatory, although Trump wears glasses. Overstory: Freedom, wealth and Progress the cry of America. Archers cancelled. They've finally caught up with all the pre-recorded sessions, that other word that has seemed so strange to listen… Continue reading Lockdown Rupert
Be alert sunday
Post work on Socratic took the morning. Far more traffic . Air planes in sky. Are we back to normal and we’ve missed the revolution? lace so beautiful by the Blyth navigation today.
Lockdown Socratic Dialogue Doubt
When is doubt reasonable? To prepare I did 3 things. I read up about doubt and responsibility and talked it over with Michael who hit the nail on the head: this is not a moral question, it has not sense of duty, it only applies to self interest. Discussed with my mentor, Anna, and we… Continue reading Lockdown Socratic Dialogue Doubt
Lockdown Sunday
Biked up to the wood for last meet with the departing Sam - for him to show me where the Nut Hatch is nesting in the ash tree. He has been a good spirit in the wood, practically he has done much, taught me a lot, not lease of which is to look up at… Continue reading Lockdown Sunday
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