The purpose of patrons
Doing some research on architectural gems in my newly adopted 'home town', I came across this comment on the Barbarano...
Sea-like sound
I like the description of a sound in the trees resembling the sea; land and water confounded.
'There...
Fresh-ploughed field
Another line of poetry-in-prose in Dorothy's journal. I was struck by the sea described as a basin full to the...
Dun-coloured flax
I eat flaxseed and have seen blonde hair described as 'flaxen', but in reading this I realize I have never...
Beware the sunset (especially if it’s beautiful)
A striking example of the tendency of totalitarian ideologies to corrupt the mind: no-one means what they say, nothing is...
Champagne-bottle shoulders
What a charming if old-fashioned sounding description of sloping beauty, in this case referring to voluptuous Europa. Â And 'callipygous' describes...
What’s in a word?
This poem was written by a great uncle who shared my grandfather's love of books and became a writer, also earning...
The impatient shout of a thrush
A few years ago I noted Keats' delight in a thrush in his garden, and so found a kindred...
Spring-time welcome
My heart also expands at the spring-time welcome of where I live and where I visit. Here, the detail of...
Hare-bell sea
A lyrical description of the Greek island of Thera, bursting with flowers and trees, and all sloping down to a...
Something marvellous
This wonderfully apposite quotation by Joan Miró turned up in The Economist's Espresso newsletter, apparently anticipating by decades this moment...
Butterflies of all colours
Dorothy Wordsworth's eye for details, and her care in noting them, are a wonder, allowing her to converse with people...
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