Saturday, August 23, 2014
Monday, August 18, 2014
KEATS To Sleep
O SOFT embalmer of the still midnight!
Shutting with careful fingers and benign
Our gloom-pleased eyes, embower'd from the light,
Enshaded in forgetfulness divine;
O soothest Sleep! if so it please thee, close,
In midst of this thine hymn, my willing eyes,
Or wait the amen, ere thy poppy throws
Around my bed its lulling charities;
Then save me, or the passèd day will shine
Upon my pillow, breeding many woes;
Save me from curious conscience, that still lords
Its strength for darkness, burrowing like a mole;
Turn the key deftly in the oilèd wards,
And seal the hushèd casket of my soul.
Thursday, August 14, 2014
Wednesday, August 13, 2014
Friday, August 8, 2014
Thursday, August 7, 2014
Tuesday, August 5, 2014
Sunday, August 3, 2014
Tuesday, July 29, 2014
Sunday, July 27, 2014
i'm trying to remember a train journey with my grandmother from treforest to barry island in about 1954, when i was nearly five ...
just a few ancient carriages pulled by something similar to this ...
yup ! that's the spot !
and there was always a little bit of sand in her cucumber sandwiches !