Day: July 23, 2017
Of Time
Of Time—Of Time I do not speakPosition and duration are my nounsEternal transition my verbsConsciousness my palette —The plucking of imaginary pointsIs how you speak of timeInferred and constant highwayPresent only to the mind—-But passing time aloneKnows no such waypointsIt speaks, if at all, of watchersNow present to changes, now not. —-©Stephen Tanham
On the horizon…
Originally posted on The Silent Eye:
I always look forward to September. It is one of the most beautiful times of year in Britain. The days are usually mild and often beautiful, the last of the heather lingers as summer slides into autumn…a perfect moment for a wander in the landscape…and what better way to spend my birthday than with friends in the ancient…