stuck to the Start-Rite sandals
with a sound like half-dried glue.
Gg-luck, went each step. Bliss.
Life needed nothing else.
Because we have not yet lived our life
we do not know – to grasp, or hoard –
that this – to live in the present with every sense,
without a thought, without a care –
is a totality of happiness
we may yearn for later
but may remember
properly
without sentiment,
without regret;
and thus,
forever.
‘St, Pooh? That’s not a real word…’‘It says I’m really St Peter, CR, and you’re Jesus Christ and Eeyore’s St Thomas… CR, who’s Jesus Christ? ‘‘Oh that’s a swear-word that grown-ups use, but it must be a silly book, ‘cos I’m not allowed to say it anyway… Silly old Pooh’ said CR fondly.‘Oh that’s all…
containing, and content;around it, another worldis playing out its immortal role,in constant movement whichsomehow conveys to us, stillness,peace; there’s order in that world;and yes, John, you could well call it,unravish’d quietness: (you said, once,in your romantic way, thatyou were certain of nothingbut the holiness of the heart’s affections,and the truth of imagination;here’s the urn to…
Too many records spoil the broth.
unchained by circumstance, freed from fashion,in loneliness so deep he can’t explain,almost crying because he can’t describe it.,waiting for the rain of the day which has yet to be.He doesn’t have the nerve to speak, just gazes,but with sufficient humility to make him proud;thankful for the conversation that he grasps,but fails to speak out loud;the…
as you sat yourself down on the benchin the waiting-room on Kensington High Street Stationalmost deserted on a dull afternoonnot long before Christmasand spun your almost convincing taleof the African Union scholarship, was it,of which the monthly payout was late this month…and I watched myself,hypnotized by that voice which should be singingPorgy and Bess up…
knowing a world of tears and smiles –yet, which before? which after?your answer, friend, is blowing notin winds of time nor gain nor loss;but from a heart that’s not forgotwhere tear meets smile upon the Cross.
