I Whispered.

whisper | ˈ(h)wispər | verb  speak very softly using one's breath without one's vocal cords.   literary (of leaves, wind, or water) rustle or murmur softly.  [usually in singular] a slight trace; a hint:  ORIGIN Old English hwisprian, of Germanic origin; related to German wispeln, from the imitative base of whistle https://youtu.be/dP3QOi1Nb7A A reading of I Whispered, from the forthcoming collaborative volume of new lyrical ballads, Archery In The … Continue reading I Whispered.

Ceremony at 19:19

Moonlight milk and honey balm Croham Hurst's acred boughs. Sacred beech, I approach, heavy browed, with gift for the archbishop's palm. . His Grace, at the bar, dishevelled glasses, resplendent, resembling ale keg, East German anarchist, bon viveur, hedge, and cavalier, proves himself a carefree dancer. . With ceremony of taper, of mantled candles: tea … Continue reading Ceremony at 19:19

I Thumbed The Road To Wigan Pier

1 The frame is glazed with October  hugging brick and black mackintosh,  anvil noise, pedestrian crush.  2  Train-bent, late and suddenly lost,  I search my face for tell tale signs.  Pulp paperback roof for my head.  3  With pockets of galleon moths  a jam jar collection of copper  I thumbed The Road To Wigan Pier.  … Continue reading I Thumbed The Road To Wigan Pier

Nothing Is More Real Than Nothing.

My piece, 'A Surprising Success: The Maas Ice-Cream Empire 1935-76' (A Family History by Henry Eves), is published today in the anthology 'Nothing Is More Real Than Nothing: Writings On Ezra Maas' [Valley Press] I first became aware of the reclusive artist, Ezra Maas, several years ago through the writings of his biographer, Daniel James. … Continue reading Nothing Is More Real Than Nothing.