The world was never my oysterThe world was never my oysterNor was there a bowl of cherries.I climbed upwards it seems to meInside a greasy bowl untilI almost reached the brim and slidDown then tried again, life's like that.
The Epic Poem BeowulfThe epic poem Beowulf was composed in Old English, Anglo-Saxon verse in the 8th Century but the oral material on which the written version is based dates back to the 6th Century.It is the first story to be written down in our language but the events it describes take place in Denmark. It has come down to us in the only surviving manuscript which now sits in the British Museum.Beowulf is pure legend with a simple and straightforward plot. It is the story of an aristocratic hero , presented in a series of significant actions from his youth to his old age facing ogres and the powers of evil; mainly in opposition to the monster Grendel. Beowulf lives in a boasting, hard drinking, feasting and contentious warrior society. Much of the action takes place in the great hall Heorot, the Hall of the Stag. Out of the many characters in the poem there are only two women. The queen, Waltheow, and Grendel's mother.I have studied a number of translations from the Old English over
Person from PorlockApparently the poet Coleridge was in a drug induced dream. Upon waking, he set about writing lines of poetry that came to him from the dream until he was interrupted by a person from Porlock. The poem could not be completed as the interruption caused him to forget the lines. Very annoying I think.Do they have to come always at teatimeOr in the middle of a radio play?When the dogs are sharp set and waiting to eatOr I'm relaxing with slippers and pipe?Well,we all have our person from Porlock.Mine is, Grrrr! The Avon Lady.
A VignetteWas she beautiful, the girl on the tillOr was it the freshness of youth that glowedFrom her cheeks and the brightness of her eyes,Perhaps even her wavy flaxen hairThat made me look as she counted ticketsFor bargain buys I’d saved for weeks and weeks?'Got your own bags?''Need any help with packing?'Just another supermarket girl.And then she smiled at me.Discussion over. Yes, she was beautiful.
Christmas in the West Christmas in the West A frenzy of food and drink Courtesy of third world
The school Prom The school prom, a spectacle of colour,Froth, finery, silks and tuxedos.Meanwhile, the wistful waif from the sweatshopPressed her ghostly nose against the glass,Looking in to see the undreamed happinessShe had enabled on six pence a day.
Advertisement seen'The only Scissors you'll ever need'*Two for the price of one*Something cock-eyed somewhere.
Government News BulletinInflation down lowest level yet,Dow Jones Index five points upMore people in work,Crime statistics at all time low,Youth unemployment down.Chocolate ration to be increasedNext month.
Pull this one.Alas! The misuse of modern technology.'Hi! Our records indicate that you qualifyFor a new boiler under a Government scheme'Beware of geeks bearing gifts.
turn overwe are allrecyclersof life
'Til I Crack.You're throwing rocks ata glass tower; it's onlya matter of time.
Haiku Heavensfly me to the moon or send me through a wormhole anywhere but here
empty headsrandom rhymespointless versesnothingany phraseout of the blueadds upto the vastexpanse overour headsclouds gatherstream of versespour downa storm fromsmall beginningsfloodingdrenched with wordsfertile pen sowslines sproutpoetryin the bright sungrowingin good timebountiful odesflourish[ArwynandCole and cattservant ]
awaken (senryu)fantastical dreamsdissolving like bright dew dropsin the morning sun
time's quadranttime's regard (time 1)each momentmeticulouslyunnoticedtime's purpose (time 2)to exista thing must beobservedtime's notice (time 3)to attractit's attentionis hardtime's complaint (time 4)it has noshort term recallof you
empty heads random rhymespointless versesnothing any phraseout of the blueadds up to the vastexpanse overour heads clouds gatherstream of versespour down a storm fromsmall beginningsflooding drenched with wordsfertile pen sowslines sprout poetryin the bright sungrowing in good timebountiful odesflourish[Miyoji collab between cattservant and me (in italics)]
time fliesdangerous insectsbite you and suck your timespreading old feverticking in your earsflying in your nose and eyesthey are everywheretime flies lay their eggson every open momentand newly lost timebusy time maggotscleansing the world of dead timethe stink of regretseverything performsa vital function in lifeeven vile time flies
time's regard (time 1)each momentmeticulouslyunnoticed
Palaeothic Art The mind in the cave At Altamira Paints rock face red with ochred Bison, horse, lion, Megafauna come to life. Yet in one corner The tiny stencilled hand print Says 'Kilroy was here'.