by Steve Tanham
Below the Line Below the line a heart slow beating While dark, cold tendrils sodden sing Of orbits, turning, distance closing As brightest love returns to bring A curve exploding into space As Ra prepares first kiss of Spring
by Steve Tanham
And if you dare it Build it strong For hands of Gods Wait aeons long To still the single voice of Babel Stan Feb15
by Steve Tanham
If you’re of the same ‘Boomer’ generation as me you’ll probably remember Allan Sherman’s song from 1963 ‘Hello Mother, Hello Father’. The song only got as far as number 14 in the UK Hit Parade at the time, but has gone down in musical history since, as one of the classics. If you don’t know it, or you’d like to revisit it, you can … Read More Dog Daze
by Steve Tanham
A friend who had never been to one of our workshops asked me recently, “But what’s it really like doing that sort of stuff, is it just make-believe and good company or is there something deeper?” Much deeper, I was thinking, but you have to say that gently; you have to paint a picture with words and gesture and listen to what’s being said … Read More A Time Machine in Derbyshire
Sun in Gemini 
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