The above title was in a letter from Ted Hughes to Keith Sagar and is quoted in the current LRB (29 August 2013 Half-Fox by Seamus Perry. It would seem possible that we are suffering from the same disease. Or perhaps discomfort is a better word. Or condition?? Perry, in his review, expends some energy…
I am slowly absorbing a poem which arrived in my inbox last Friday: ‘Evolution’ by Jorie Graham. One’s nakedness is very slow. One calls to it, one wastes one’s sympathy. Comparison, too, is very slow. Where is the past? I sense that we should keep this coming. Something like joy rivulets along the sand.…
Saying Goodbye Misty autumnal 8 a.m. A line of twenty-two geese On their early morning commute Lazy flapping Following the tracks Keeping to the margins of earth and sea Ignoring the cormorant hanging out to dry. Part of me is still looking around That last look Nervous in anticipation of what I’ve forgotten Or never…
Categories (2024) are:
Different WORDSTALL Categories in the past supported the mainly experimental personal writing in posts. The previous list of Category headings was: Anti-gravity Surgery / Atelier / Catastrophe Games / Echo Effects / Exodus / Fundamental Perversions / Hitting the Potholes / Holy Fool-Hero / In Conversation / Old Men Traveling / On the Street / Out in the Wilderness / Over and Beyond / Tonite at the Coliseum. Some of these still persist or recur as Tag key-words.
The even earlier Category headings for the walkingtalkingwriting blog (2006-2012) have been forgotten, but can be explored if desired via the long tail of monthly posts for those years here.