Friday, June 26, 2015
Monday, April 27, 2015
Tuesday, April 7, 2015
Deep peace of the running wave to you
Deep peace of the flowing air to you
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you
Deep peace of the shining stars to you
Deep peace of the Son of Peace to you ...
In the name of the Three who are One, peace!
And by the will of the King of the Elements, peace! Peace!
(Fiona MacLeod, 1895: "The Dominion of Dreams: Under a Dark Star")
Sunday, February 1, 2015
Resonating from the last days of Empire, a fleeting glimpse of the British Raj on magnificent elephants ...
Ladybird, you’re very neat
From tiny head to little feet,
I like your coat of red and black,
I like your clean and shining back.
Do you polish it each night
To make it shine so gay and bright,
Or do you keep a tiny fay
Who rubs it up for you each day?
Beneath your shiny back there lie
The gauzy wings with which you fly,
You’re spreading them – oh please don’t go,
There’s such a lot I want to know.
Your house is burning, do you say?
Ah, well, of course, you mustn’t stay!
This poem was first published in Teachers World (9 August 1933).