So I realise this the second time this year I’ve homed in on this poem, but I come back to it again and again. Which
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Lockdown, at last, is easing in the UK – after over 100 days. So I’m winding up this little series of poetry readings. But if
One of the many reasons for missing life in central London is Daunt Books. I’ve mentioned it a few times here, including in this post
Inevitably, this series’ lists are very personal and limited. It’s primarily a way of honouring those who have had an impact on me, but they’re
The 2020 VE day is the 75th. We can’t witness great spectacles and commemoration events because of the virus. Everything is much more low-key, necessarily.
This will probably seem a very odd inclusion into the Echoes series. After all, journalism is as ephemeral as it gets. Most of it is
William Blake (1757-1827) was one of a kind. A printer, an illustrator, a painter, a poet, a visionary, a provocateur. And that’s just the start
This is Holy Saturday. It’s an in-between day, a limbo. It is deeply unsettling, especially if you need your world to be categorisable, identifiable, graspable.
It is Good Friday so the subject matter for the day’s reading presented itself easily enough. Choosing what to read, however, was a very different