very sad and ... blood-boiling ...
very sad and ... blood-boiling ...
There's always a place in Reform ...
Kangaroo?
THE CURRENT These fish have no eyes these silver fish that come to me in dreams, scattering their roe and milt in the pockets of my brain. But there's one that comes-- heavy, scarred, silent like the rest, that simply holds against the current, closing its dark mouth against the current, closing and opening as it holds to the current.
Can't stop thinking about this Raymond Carver poem
PSA @weslpress.bsky.social is now accepting applications for its Cardinal Poetry Prize, for poets over 40 who have not published a poetry book. www.weslpress.org/the-cardinal...
Pause for a moment, and read...
β’ Kathleen Jamie β’
Edward Thomas's melancholy poem, its bitter fragrances...
"....
No garden appears, no path, no hoar-green bush
Of Lad's-love, or Old Man, no child beside,
Neither father nor mother, nor any playmate;
Only an avenue, dark, nameless, without end."
www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/57210/...
An oil painting of a bunch of asparagus tied in a round bundle against a black background.
This painting by the artist Adriaen Coorte, made in 1699, shows a simple bunch of dramatically lit asparagus, on a stone shelf.
Still life paintings of food, often called Vanitas, were a common theme in Dutch art in the 17th century and alluded to moral themes such as the brevity of life.
The Night, The Porch To stare at nothing is to learn by heart What all of us will be swept into, and baring oneself To the wind is feeling the ungraspable somewhere close by. Trees can sway or be still. Day or night can be what they wish. What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfort Of being strangers, at least to ourselves. This is the crux Of the matter, which is why even now we seem to be waiting For something whose appearance would be its vanishing-The sound, say, of a few leaves falling, or just one leaf, Or less. There is no end to what we can learn. The book out there Tells us as much, and was never written with us in mind.
The Night, The Porch ~ Mark Strand
If you have a moment, read about Betty, imprisoned for wearing a t-shirt, in desperate need of medical care for cancer that's eating away the bone of her arm.
Then sign the petition to the King of Morocco for her release!
One small good action for a Sunday.
secure.avaaz.org/campaign/en/...
The letter from Bill and Hillary Clinton to James Comer explaining their refusal to testify in his Epstein investigation is really remarkable, not like any letter of this genre I've seen. It's signed by them, not a lawyer, and the arguments are not legal ones. Reprinted from their X account:
Funding NHS facilities with private finance a breach of manifesto, Labour MPs say.
Govt paid Β£6 for Β£1 PFI investment. Private equity profiteering from NHS contracts. Public money buys less.
Govt reviving PFI, handing NHS to private equity. Govt can borrow, create money, do QE, tax the rich.
The C13th chapel (with roots reaching back to the C6th) sits cockled onto the rocks of St. Govan's Head, Pembrokeshire in Wales - a beacon of continuity amidst centuries of shifting tides.
βοΈβοΈβοΈ Excellent
Isn't it time they had a military coup over there?
UK Deputy PM David Lammy: JD Vance agrees that sexualised AI images on X are βunacceptableβ.
Why does the UK govt need US approval to know what is wrong?
Is the UK a sovereign state or not?
Must take action against platforms profiting from exploitation and abuse.
Have you seen how Vodafone destroyed the lives of these people?! Itβs shocking and itβs the next Post Office Scandal in the making, unless we act now. Pls help these people fighting the corporate giant. Sign and share their petitionππ you.38degrees.org.uk/petitions/st...
The intense gaze in 'Madame Canals,' (1905) is the most remarkable feature of Picassoβs markedly classical portrait - it is a composition inspired by traditional Spanish portraits and evokes the typology of figures in Picassoβs previous works, characterised by their slenderness.
I'm running the 2026 TCS London Marathon dressed as a badger to raise money for Norfolk Wildlife Trust, the oldest of @the-wildlifetrusts.bsky.social β celebrating its 100th birthday this year. Please have a laugh at me and help save wildlife! 2026tcslondonmarathon.enthuse.com/pf/backtheba...
That IS a cake ...
Oh I see now!
π¨ Nigel Farageβs Reform UK just opened the floodgates to dark money in our politics by becoming the first UK party to accept untraceable crypto donations. Join me and sign the petition to stop shady crypto donations flooding our politics: 38d.gs/xvqe
Nice! (What is jelly ink?)
Meadowsweet Kathleen Jamie Published in Jizzen (Picador, 1999) Tradition suggests that certain of the Gaelic women poets were buried face down. So they buried her, and turned home, a drab psalm hanging about them like haar, not knowing the liquid trickling from her lips would seek its way down, and that caught in her slowly unravelling plait of grey hair were summer seeds: meadowsweet, bastard balm, tokens of honesty, already beginning their crawl toward light, so showing her, when the time came, how to dig herself out β to surface and greet them, mouth young, and full again of dirt, and spit, and poetry.
According to J. Carmichael Watson, the #Gaelic poet MΓ iri nighean Alasdair Ruaidh (Mary MacLeod, c.1615βc.1707), was buried face-down at her own request:
βShe directed that she should be placed face downward in the grave β βbeul nam breug a chur foidhpeββ (with her lying mouth down)
#WyrdWednesday
Oh, wonderful
Tomte-ish Father Christmas holding a wrapped gift, riding a moose, snow falling in snowy wood, painting.
πΌοΈ Eva Melhuish
Someone amazing just sent Β£50 so we are now only Β£266 away!
www.gofundme.com/f/bee-afford...
Oh, these pieces by Alina Stefanescu are great ...
beautiful!