by Steve Tanham
Don’t think that you have seen this edge before Don’t count the times your boots have walked and crunched upon its sands ——- Don’t try to catch the sleek caress of countless grains of dust Blown on a wind that never kissed your face before But now demands it must ——- And, walking tall, stare into space between the sky and land And suffer … Read More Lost on the Horizon
by Steve Tanham
Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
A little while ago, Sally Cronin invited me over to Smorgasbord for an interview. The piece Sally crafted, with the depth of her personal research was a real eye-opener for me about how an interview could be done. Yesterday, Sally reposted that interview, taking me quite by surprise… You can read it at her blog by…
+ Ancient Landscapes, Bakewell Jail, Ben's Bit, Doomsday series of books, esoteric psychology, Silent Eye School
by Steve Tanham
“I’m not your enemy, Ben …” Miss Goodnight looks calmly back along the line of my gaze which is focussed on the beautiful skin of her throat, where my second attempt to generate the flush of passion has just failed miserably. “I would really like to get to know you better,” she says, unconsciously running the capped end of her fountain pen over her bottom … Read More Ben’s Bit, part 8 – The Shimmering Hand
by Steve Tanham
I was late into the coffee shop that Monday morning. My black briefcase was stuffed with information about the Greek myths that I’d printed from the internet. There was a lot on the net about the Labours of Hercules – or Heracles, to give him what I assumed to be his rightful name. He was sitting at our usual table; two lattés in front … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 28 – A Shifting Perspective
by Steve Tanham
Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
I was up at four this morning. The sky was clear, the moon bright…my son wide awake and gearing up for a long day ahead when I arrived at his home. We loaded up the bike in the dark with its huge bag, filled with the things he will need for the next couple of days…
by Steve Tanham
Ben’s Bit, part 7 – Heels in the Night The sound began one night; an insistent tapping entering my dreams, making me think of leaking pipes and other failing elements of the old infrastructure of Bakewell’s ‘improving’ jail. When it continued, my thin sleep on the thinner mattress came to an end, and I lay with ears straining in the total blackness as the insistent … Read More Ben’s Bit, part seven – Heels in the Night
by Steve Tanham
Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
This is my granddaughter on Wednesday, face down on the floor, sleeping peacefully… safe, loved, exhausted by giggling. Another photograph of a small child, face down on the floor, made the news on Wednesday. Face down in the sand, washed up on a beach, his smile forever extinguished. His name was Aylan. Five other children, including…
by Steve Tanham
The first test would be to see whether Alexandra would be there, at all; the second would be whether she would launch a stream of invective at me, slapping down her written ‘resignation’ and thumping it for final punctuation in very British style. My first latte was half cold by the time I drank it. No show … I felt sad. I collected my … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with coffee, part 27 – Parts of the Whole
Sun in Gemini 
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