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Wild Geese by Mary Oliver

November 6, 2019 By Ellen

You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. […]

Filed Under: elemental, Mary Oliver, poem

Poetry is not the most important thing in life… I’d much rather lie in a hot bath reading Agatha Christie and sucking sweets

October 28, 2014 By Ellen

It’s quiet and I’ve sneaked off to write a blog post. You know how inspiration is as easy to catch as the reason you went up stairs in the first place, and just as frustrating.  But I’m happy. All week I’ve had a hankering to listen to some Richard Burton doing some Dylan Thomas. The […]

Filed Under: alcohol, drinking, Dylan Thomas, Panther, poem, poetry, Richard Burton., spotify, Under Milk Wood, Wales

The Olympics – a golden signpost to change

August 12, 2012 By Ellen

My adorable nephew shows his colours I was at the office of a Sunday newspaper yesterday, putting in my occasional appearance as a subeditor when something odd happened.  We had, as most papers do today, several spreads about the Olympics – about the closing festival high jinks, about glory and courage. So far so uplifting […]

Filed Under: Carol Ann Duffy, change, London Olympics, newspapers, Olympic Games, poem Tagged With: Duffy, Olympics, poetry

I hate house work more with each passing day

August 11, 2011 By Ellen

Today I got a new thing of wonder – a tablet computer gizmo. It’s, frankly, astounding. It plays videos, goes online, connects me with everyone and even turns itself into a book at bedtime. It takes pictures and tells me where I should be and when.For those of us old enough to remember the first […]

Filed Under: housework, internet, poem, progress

A walk at the Whangie

March 18, 2011 By Ellen

Is it through the Whangie, to the Whangie, round the Whangie? If you don’t know what I’m on about, or you think that, perhaps, I’ve come over all post-watershed, I will explain. The Whangie is an odd rock formation in a corner of the Kilpatrick hills. We walked there this week and the sun shone. […]

Filed Under: brother, grief, mother, poem, Super Sister, walking, women, Wonderful women

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