When I started writing this post, it was to be a compilation of random thoughts and photos from the last couple of weeks. Then I realised that actually there are a couple of ideas that can be drawn together and I can save the other ideas for another post. After all, I frequently complain that I don’t know what to write about, so it seems obtuse not to eke out some perfectly good photos and thoughts over several posts if possible.
When the dew lies cool in the day’s eyes, beyond
the umbelliferous lace of napkin fields
morning horses toss and fret, and rooks stalk
among the stubble.
Those “morning horses” were not as quiet as the ones in the Ted Hughes poem, where the narrator “[…] climbed through woods in the hour-before-dawn dark” before coming across the horses: “Grey silent fragments/ Of a grey silent world.” Continue reading “a horse of a different colour”
Yesterday, I went to a breakfast meeting at Stoneleigh Abbey.We ate in the saloon, whose ceiling features this magnificent plaster relief depicting Hercules being welcomed by the gods after his death:I visited the Abbey a couple of years ago and went on a tour of the house; sadly, the photos I took then are currently on a computer that won’t boot, so I only have a couple of pictures I took on my phone as discreetly as possible during the meeting. Continue reading “poetry & plasterwork”