Uncategorized May 31, 2013
SONG FOR THE LAST DAY OF MAY
A slow singer, but loading each phraseWith history’s overtones, love, joyAnd grief learned by his dark tribeIn other orchards and passed onInstinctively as they are now,But fresh always with new tears. R. S. THOMAS A new Spring look for the blog and a new film to celebrate Spring’s infinite mystery and magnificence.