This month’s poem is a gothic excursion to a place I once knew, blended with memories of ‘Great Expectations’ and images of countless places and events that linger on the fringes of memory. Satis House At the end of a drive where pinecones... https://t.co/ROJvBlWQPP
Horrifying scenes in Brazil as Bolsonaro supporters storm Congress, the Presidential Palace & the Supreme Court.
This insurrection is an assault on democracy & the Brazilian masses.
Solidarity with @LulaOficial & all those who want to live in a free, fair and peaceful society.
Alan Jones? Cash for comment. Joh for PM.Fined for inciting the Cronulla race riots. “Shove a sock down Jacinda Ardern’s throat.”Our PM “should give her a few back handers” Julia Gillard’s father “died of shame”.She should put in a chaff bag (with Bob Brown) for drowning. Etc
Just starting work, with the laptop perched on a big book, then wondered what the author would think of the combination of the two …. First Folio To lift the laptop to eye level and raise my tapping fingers, I hauled the fattest book from the... https://t.co/5wGNMyZvwl
Anonymous said: Hi Chris.. did your son Joel attend Nottingham Trent for a year in 1995 ? He was a good if brief friend. - Tom J https://t.co/WGyWTN2zSv
For this month’s posting, a sad little poem about a relationship on its last legs. It’s not autobiographical. For once, the iambic tetrameter and alternate rhymes just seemed flow easily from the pen … Curdled They wake in separate beds, alone... https://t.co/iUCFdrrzIV
In the High Country of New South Wales and Victoria, the iconic Snow Gums are falling prey to a voracious predator … Snow Gums in the High Country Sixteen hundred meters above the sea acres of snow gums stand dead or dying claw the air,... https://t.co/Wbp7Z33xVJ
“Great God! This is an awful place”: Robert Falcon Scott’s diary, The South Pole, 1912 A tent. Bamboo poles. A cairn. A flag. Fossils of an extinct fern. Emperor Penguin eggs. A diary, written in pencil. Impossibly eloquent words. Science.... https://t.co/Fh8Xt9oI3f
I was sitting on the Melbourne train waiting for departure and saw this straggly unloved incognisant plant eking out a life within the tracks. Of course it made me think of the human spirit, and resilience. So the Eliot quote (associated with... https://t.co/XxsjL9gUk6
📷 Spent some time walking round Griffiths Island near Port Fairy, Victoria, in perfect late summer weather. As this poem says, everything there was in motion apart from the upturned cerulean cereal-bowl of the sky Griffiths Island only the... https://t.co/bdCMiwW61M
Anonymous said: Hello Chris! I hope you are well! You used to teach me at the University of Northampton, about 20 years ago! I did eventually graduate and became a secondary school teacher. This year, I'm looking to start a journey of my own... https://t.co/boehBJyvUV
📷 The Jigsaw You pick them out at once – the child who stands around the playground’s edge and waits till no-one else is on the swings. The light fades off beyond the trees and roundabout. They have it to themselves for half an hour till... https://t.co/nGpe1UgUJc
The Jigsaw You pick them out at once – the child who stands around the playground’s edge and waits till no-one else is on the swings. The light fades off beyond the trees and roundabout. They have it to themselves for half an hour till... https://t.co/N30A9G5eYg
📷 The Jigsaw You pick them out at once – the child who stands around the playground’s edge and waits till no-one else is on the swings. The light fades off beyond the trees and roundabout. They have it to themselves for half an hour till... https://t.co/1pGbpVu8cR