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Reflections and ruminations on the celebration of the life of Peter Duel, and the great vintage television series Alias Smith and Jones. I hope you enjoy yourself here.
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Poetry and Poets in Rags. Best viewed using the Firefox. Tuesday, July 23, 2013. Poetry and Poets in Rags blog. Poetry and Poets in Rags blog. I was the one who .
A Conference at the University of Stirling, Scotland, 13-16 July 2006. Moniza Alvi, Eavan Boland, Marilyn Hacker, James Kincaid, Linton Kwesi Johnson, David Norbrook, Deryn Rees-Jones, Jo Shapcott, and the Norton keynote speaker, Adrienne Rich. Glennis Byron, John Drakakis and Andrew Sneddon. These webpages were last updated on 4 July 2006.
Give me something to remember you by, Mr TV Director. Does not fail me often. Hearing from Mr TV Director. Warms my heart temporarily - precisely until I am reminded how aloof and selfish he can be. Did something awful happen? I am fine. And in Nigeria for a couple of weeks. Is after that too late? .
Arts, Lifestyle, Metaphysics, Occult, Photography, Poetry, Rants and Social Issues. Friday, April 7, 2017. Do the Gods need your worship to exist? This question really intrigued me. Though there are some people who would say that the Gods do not need their worship to exist. They say Gods do not die, they just cease to exist until such time that one seeking soul will discover them again.
A selection of poems which reflect on prayer and on faith. Friday, 25 March 2016. Stormy sunset by Beren Hartless. There is a Scottish legend that the cross of Christ was made from wood from an aspen tree. No Crofter will have aspen wood handles on his plough or his farming implements, and no fisherman will have an aspen wood mast or fishing tools. Even today the pendulous leaves of the aspen shake for shame. In this poem, creation is given a voice. Torn from the bare earth,.