Tuesday, 27 December 2011

The Right of Books to be Safe

Do books, like people, have the right to be safe from persecution? That is the question. If the answer is 'No', where should we draw the line? And who should be responsible for drawing it?

The Right of Books to be Safe

Macklin's Bible in VII volumes
Butler's Hudibras
F X Kraus's Dante

Douce's Illustrations of Shakspeare
Pinelli's Costumi Antichi
Napoleon III's Histoire de Jules Cesar

Lasserre's Notre-Dame de Lourdes
Benson's Confessions of a Convert
Porson's Tracts and Criticisms

Spencer's Synthetic Philosophy
Pashley's Travels in Crete
Keppel Craven's Excursions in the Abruzzi

J P Uz's Poetische Werke
Gleig's Life of Thomas Munro
and Merejowsky's L'Antechrist

are standing in rows
in wire mesh boxes.

We note the imprints
on their spines.

Their ancient secrets
have escaped us.

Homer and Cato
look on with alarm.

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Understanding the purpose of Evil


Millions of ordinary decent people around the world, people of no particular religious persuasion, are asking themselves: What evil lurks behind the latest Christmas atrocity in Nigeria?

This time last year 80 Christians were murdered as they prayed. This year thanks to the vigilance of the police and public that number was down to 40. It could have been far worse.


Seeing Beyond the Immediate

In the beginning She said:
Let there be Darkness and Light!
for without Darkness we should
never be able to fathom the point.
Light alone would blind us
to the Truth - as She knew.

Saturday, 24 December 2011

Christmas at the old folks home


The sudden appearance
of light

the afternoon breeze
briefly
stirring
to let through the light of the sun

it moves along the panes
for a spell

a precious few moments

then fades
back to grey

and still
there is nothing to say

______
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Friday, 23 December 2011

The property of stones


The following poem is about the history of my own country of Wales and my own family but it is inspired, if that is the right word, by the deteriorating political situation in Hungary (see George Szirtes' blog). I offer it as encouragement and support to oppressed and subjugated peoples wherever they are.


regarding
the ancient wisdom
of the people

they knew the swim of the salmon
and the swim of the stars
and they knew the power
in the songs of the stones
as in a summer
of mysterious lights
and mysterious sights
and they could tell you
these people
why the stones
would sing
and they could tell you
these people
many another thing
before the time
of the coming
of the crazy people
with their contrary proofs
and their many damnations
as is known to happen
from time to time
and from place to place
in the world
a crazy people
who didn't believe
all the superstitious nonsense
as they called it
a crazy people with too many books
in which someone had written
that everything anyone thought they knew
must be false
and wrong
and evil
and wicked
and a stumbling stone
on the way to redemption
a crazy people come to knock
them
down
as they always had done
everywhere else
before
but somehow
this time
a
number
held hard to the faith
to the stones
and to the power of the stones
and so it was
that they grew
relentless
and stubborn

just as the stones
that grow
in the fields

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Happy New Year


Winter solstice (Northern Hemisphere) was at 05:30 hrs (UT) on 22nd December 2011*

Darkness retreating
Perihelion approaching
Celebrate NOW!

*data: US Navy
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Thursday, 22 December 2011

Christmas Reading Choice


Regular readers of this blog will not need telling that I won't be getting overly sentimental about Christmas. I'll certainly not be dusting off the Charles Dickens' classic novel about the moneylender Scrooge.

Having said that, I was reminded the other day that I had, some 8 or 9 years ago, written up the tale of Scrooge & co. for a school play. I was shocked. I had completely forgotten about it; but wonder of wonders, according to my informant, it is still being performed every Christmas.

It happened that I had a class of 30 German-speaking youngsters who were learning basic English and as a volunteer teacher (a so-called native speaker) I wanted all the children to have a speaking part in the Christmas play.

I politely declined to 'do' the school's 'official' play, it was the nativity story, for I saw it had speaking parts for only a few of the children; and had the rest of them just standing around. So I wrote my own.

With Scrooge I succeeded in giving each and every child his own voice. And not only that but I exposed them to an another way, to them a new way, of thinking about Christmas. The children and their parents greatly appreciated it.

Today I took myself to the library. I came back with three books which I plan to get stuck into over the so-called festive season that is unfortunately these days a season of unbridled excess designed to keep the wheels of industry, commerce and bankers' bonuses turning.

My books.

Novel: Tropic of Cancer - Henry Miller
Play: Ashes to Ashes - Harold Pinter
Poems: Coney Island of the Mind - Lawrence Ferlinghetti

I'd love to know what books you plan to read or hope to find under your tree if you have one. I expect travel books and books of legend and myth, especially those about Mayan predictions for 2012 will appear on many of Santa's lists. Cookery books too, these are always popular.

Which way will poetry go? Have we moved on? I think translations are the coming thing.