Not a great picture, but the best I could do at the time. We have hit that time of year. The children are back at school, the rowans are red – though the birds don’t seem too bothered just yet – and there are geese overhead in the twilit sky. These are not the migratory… Read More »
A couple of weeks ago we went to see the Celts exhibition at the National Museum of Scotland (fascinating, and on until the 25th September if you haven’t seen it), and so I’ve been reading The Celts by Nora Chadwick. It is an old book – I got it in a secondhand bookshop – and… Read More »
I’m out and about this week, so there won’t be much in the way of a regular post. I’ll be back next week with brief notes on the Edinburgh Festivals. Meantime, enjoy the last of the holidays.
The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. And so begins my favourite poem by Coleridge. When I was younger I liked Coleridge’s poems better than Wordsworth’s – the language so much more precise, the imagery more vivid, the pace more varied and the tone so much less didactic. Now I am not… Read More »
Last week Keith Parker who hosts the facebook group Poetry Talk, was kind enough to publish this lovely review of The Territory of Rain. He has given me permission to share it here. Review by Keith Parker Also, Soundwaves, this year’s anthology of the Federation of Writers (Scotland) was launched. It is, at 320 pages,… Read More »