Twelfth century England...
Baudy confusions and
Debauched hangings and
Wars
Stage the rise of
Kingsbridge cathedral
William thwarts peace with greed
King Stephen barely rules
Maud is a an intimidating shadow
And King Henry keeps royalty firing
But
Prior Philip finds his identity
And his purpose
Tom leaves a legacy beyond his dreams
Ellen of the forest and Aliena of the castle
Colour the medieval world with
A "no nonsense" female voice
And Jack builds a bridge with
European fashion
Finally
William thwarts William when
Thomas Beckett becomes
A martyr
A hero
The final sign that
Building pillars on earth
Can only be
A beginning...
I measure out my life with haiku. My camera films my soul. ~ Gemma Wiseman
AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes
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Thursday, September 22, 2011
The Pillars of the Earth ~ Poetic Review
Thursday, December 17, 2009
My Latest Helium Article on Charles Kingsley's "The Water Babies"!
Like the work of fellow 19th century writers Charles Dickens and Mrs Gaskell, Charles Kingsley’s “The Water Babies” (1863) highlights social injustice. Like Charles Dickens, Kingsley took particular interest in the plight of the “child soldier” labourer. Dickens created workhouse orphan and pick-pocket, Oliver Twist, and Kingsley created Tom, the chimney sweeper. Dickens’ child conquered sordid reality while Kingsley’s child escaped into a fantasy world... READ MORE!
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Holiday Reading ~ "The Perks of Being a Wallflower"
Carry on Tuesday #19 ~ Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.
~ Albert Camus
~
There are those who dwell on
The fringes of life
Wide-eyed
Gently rocking
The sexual and mental cradle of identity ~
Painting the usual questions
(And answers) in
Luminous watercolours
Until
Addition
(Aside) Don't walk behind me; I may not lead.
Subtraction
(Aside) Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow.
Multiplication and
Division
Sport
No
Absolute
Boundaries
~
(Aside) Just walk beside me and be my friend.
~
For one year
Letters to some dear friend
(From teenage Charlie)
Spill into
An emotional
Void
~
I keep quiet most of the time, and only one kid named Sean really seemed to notice me.
(page 7)
~
Imagine the impulse of
Stars on
A pane of sky
Imagine the impulse is like
An orb of echidna quills
~
I will call people by different names or generic names because I don't want you to find me.
(page 2)
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Small
Emotional
A reader
e. e. cummings
Catcher in the Rye
Walden
To Kill a Mockingbird
~
And I know that my aunt Helen would still be alive today if she just bought me one present like everybody else. She would be alive if I were born on a day that didnt snow.
(page 92)
~
The Rocky Horror Picture Show
~
And somewhere in the melting pot
(Maybe the equation) is
A psychiatrist
~
Epilogue
As we went into the tunnel, I didn't hold up my arms like I was flying. I just let the wind rush over my face. And I started smiling and crying at the same time...And I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite.
(page 213)
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Tasmania
A place of beauty in the Western Tiers
Tasmania
View near Blackwood Park Cottages, Mole Creek
New Landscapes
New Worlds
Archive of Blog Quotes
- A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken. ~James Dent
- Autumn is an introspective season when stray thoughts of the mind dive into the mystique of the soul - Gemma Wiseman
- Autumn is the bridesmaid of Summer and the flowergirl of Winter ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Autumn whispers the tones of yesterday in a minor key ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Love is born / With a dark and troubled face, / When hope is dead / And in the most unlikely place; / Love is born, / Love is always born. - Michael Leunig's Christmas Song Cycle "Southern Star"
- Spring paints the stars of heaven in Earth colours ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Summer sizzles with a sibilant hush / Broken by dreams of / Clinking ice ~ Gemma Wiseman
- The object of a new year is not that we should have a new year. It is that we should have a new soul. - G.K. Chesterton
- Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all. - Stanley Horowitz
- Winter is the fire, simmering lonely in the soul ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Winter is the shadow, the etching of the seasons in the mist ~ Gemma Wiseman
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