Blog Posts

It’s the reader, not the poem, that changes – thoughts on Robert Frost’s ‘Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening’.

New Year’s Day thoughts and a poem by Susan Coolidge

It seems I have a problem

Bright Lights In The Long Dark – some Yuletide thoughts

Small Pleasures: Dyrham Park on a sunny November day

Making magic with Christmas Trees and a poem by Janice Windle

Anne Rice – RIP

When the illusion of control fades

When reading is not a passive thing.