The Solution by Bertolt Brecht

After the uprising of the 17th June The Secretary of the Writers’ Union Had leaflets distributed in the Stalinallee Stating Continue reading →

Sweet Lemonade Skies

After The Wild Geese by Wendell Berry Walking in wetlands on Tuesday morning, rare time alone, I savour November sunshine Continue reading →

October Bees

After Wendell Berry. “Better than any argument is to rise at dawn and pick dew-wet red berries in a cup.” Continue reading →

Making Sense of the World

I have been doing a lot of thinking about the awful atrocities in Palestine following my band’s recent fundraiser for Continue reading →

Sway

Do not mourn my decay Watch me sway And remember the words I helped you say

Glimpses

Sat on the old bench – Captain Peter Percy – The organist told him, “you can hear the ghosts of Continue reading →

Wendell Berry – A Voice for Today

I am reading a collection of Wendell Berry’s work and I am constantly in awe of how his words connect Continue reading →

Ease

They will join you, if you are still. You are a blade of grass flowing in the breeze, no threat, Continue reading →