SONG FOR THE LAST DAY OF MAY
A slow singer, but loading each phrase
With history’s overtones, love, joy
And grief learned by his dark tribe
In other orchards and passed on
Instinctively 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.
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