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Category Archives: Poetry party
In the time of the virus: day 96
And here we are again on the weekly merry-go-round back at Saturday. A very different day from last Saturday – from my perspective, enjoyably cooler and showery (so no need to water anything apart from the greenhouse plants). Sadly an … Continue reading
Giving and receiving
At different times in our lives we both give and receive. Sometimes one dominates. This felt particularly true for us when our children were young adults starting to find their way in the world at the same time as our … Continue reading
Poetry and cities, in March
In these increasingly difficult times, sometimes poetry can bring us hope, or inspire us, or express how we are feeling. We can go looking for it, but occasionally it just comes looking for us. Bristol – on the side of the … Continue reading
Five (good) things on Friday
OK I know it’s Saturday now not Friday, but I have a fix for that: Six on Saturday. Which as it happens works perfectly, because I couldn’t post this week without mentioning no.6. Practicing optimism: two people I care a … Continue reading
Posted in Bath, Community, Do what you can with what you have, Five (good) things on Friday, Inspirations, Local, Poetry party, Seeing differently, Uncategorized
Tagged Bath, Bath City Farm, Bristol docks, Community, Curo, Friends, Fundraising, Harry Stammers, lanolin wool, Local, optimism, people power, Poetry, Regeneration, Salena Godden, Snow, Stained glass, taking control
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The morning after the night before
No man is an island, Entire of itself, Every man is a piece of the continent, A part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less. As well as if a promontory … Continue reading
Posted in Community, Inspirations, Poetry party, Reflections on life (and death), Seeing differently, Travels
Tagged Community, Coping, Democracy, Europe, Family, Friends, Living, Poetry, Reflections
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The poetry party revisited: Kin, by Deborah Harvey
The previous day I had managed to find and organise a date for us cousins to have our annual gathering – not until the autumn, but better late than not. I was sitting finishing off the last knitting on the … Continue reading
Posted in Community, Family, Nature, Poetry party, Reflections on life (and death), Seeing differently, Uncategorized
Tagged BBC, Celebrations, Deborah Harvey, Family, Poetry, Radio 4, Reflections, Simplicity
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Trying something new
Recently I’ve been thinking about the difference made by a 30 day challenge. It’s something I’ve tried several times and found works well for me. Maybe it’s about holding myself to account, writing things down (yes blogging, but also I … Continue reading
Licensed to wear purple
You may have come across Jenny Joseph’s poem ‘Warning’, and if not, you probably know the first line: “When I am an old woman I shall wear purple…” Well I don’t know whether at 60 I am now an old … Continue reading
A Poison Tree, by William Blake
Such a seemingly simple poem, but one with such a powerful message. I remember reading it at school, along with all the other poems that make up William Blake’s Songs of Innocence and of Experience, and even then (O levels) … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry party, Reflections on life (and death), Seeing differently
Tagged Coping, Family, Friends, Poetry, Reading, Reflections, Songs of Experience, William Blake
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