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It shines.It shines from the new-born baby;shines in the magic of birth.It shines in first love;in lasting love.It shines in laughter,in tears of..

True, I can rhyme – endwords, and inner too;fangle fine assonance, like thought made new;march to a metre –regular in treador cunningly disjointed –..

This Christmas, as ever at this time of year,there’s a worldwide brotherhood and sisterhoodwhose numbers I cannot countand would not wish to know;who..

Statistics tell. You can beindependent of them, butyou cannot deny them.Though white Americans are freedfrom many of the hassles and indignitiesthat..

Quartering this ripe pear- a knife-and-fork job; it gave little awayexcept a slight softness around the stalk,yet seems to contain more juice thanany..

and of course it was wrongto label him as that – in just that tone of voice;a touch of envy there, no doubtimplying a comfortable life,a smart..

and there’s the presentswhich we don’t talk ofwhich we secretly wishfor ourselves; wonderingwhom we might ask for them;or whether they were already..

Always, behind the known,the greater unknown…behind the tedious Latin translation,the struggle to find French elegance in French -the private joys of..

Wonderis a philosopheris a poetlooks with aweupon all thingssees one in manypraises one,delights in manylovesreasonswonder is a poetBarely a year ago..

There are poems that I envy,poems that I admire and respect,poems that simply sing to me,poems that I puzzle over…but the poems I most love -they may..

A poet, far from his beloved,wrote a poem full of meaningand, calling a carrier-pigeon from his loft,sent it as a white dove to his belovedIt was a..

I started a poem with a serious intent…but who would ever guess the mess, and where that poem went?I’d barely writ a line so fine, when the poem..

and when the cat had finished drinkingand he had watched that delicate pink tonguelapping as carefully as any ladyand had wondered whether cats enjoy..

A very average room, in a standard terrace house:the welcome sunlight- ruthless though -truth itself come down to earth -reveals that the..

The names go first. That’s notuncommon, and even among those whoare younger.. psychologists say(how discomforted this couch, Professor Freud..)it’s..

In the mirror, as the shadow falls across, thenfor a precious fraction of a second,The One Who Simply Lookslooks at itself…then - whoops –it’s old..

Of course, it’s yoursso you want to love it,want to believe thatthough there are other children,yours is specialbut when it first appears,there’s a..

At dawn each day, asthe monk awoke upon the polished floor, androlled his bedding mat, the Way –the way things are, the way they follow –walked its..

and wouldn't it be weirdif we could click on our name pageand see - our mind!spread out in all its random,untidy, crossed-out, raggedy,contradictory..

I remembered I'd promised my Aunt Adele before she diedthat I'd get in touch with her family in Ozjust to put matters to rest, since they'd not..

We used to call them 'the lovebirds':you couldn't miss them -they were like some miniature, but very human, sculpture;in their sixties I'd..

You could guess from the crowdconverging on the Memorial Halland on a Saturday night, thatthe speaker must be world-famed in his field,making his..

and then in between remarks,you fall silent, still, the eyesnot far away but rather,seeing the faraway right hereand those who know youor who know..

The radio, first chattering companion of the day,timed its cold shower of the mind with lethal precisionreminding as I stepped into the warmth of..

You bought the kit,couldn’t wait for Mum to clear the tableto spread its bits and pieces outdidn’t your Dad help you? Yes, of course –those were the..