by Steve Tanham
Within a world where atoms part This golden glory, rich like silks Is accidental art Whose numbers are not seen Made beauty only by our minds With insubstantial form and finds ➰ But let me share my secret truth That nowhere is that pattern lacking The heart of life’s delight And say: when dulled mind looks on this Content with art’s deflection It finds … Read More Until tomorrow
by Steve Tanham
“Grandad!” The little girl was shouting his name from the far bank of the river. She was waving something at him; her excited voice carried across the water. “Look, Grandad, I’ve got your book… the one you wrote…the one you read me the stories from!” His world was unravelling. Memories came crashing back; real memories, not confusion… not the fog. Sunday stared across the … Read More Inspector Sunday (end)
by Steve Tanham
Inspector Sunday stopped walking when he reached the place by the river. He felt at home, there, but didn’t know what to do next. The sky, which had tried to teach him about the cat, told him a story of intersection. From behind him and to the left came a voice that delighted but shocked him. “Grandad!” ©Stephen Tanham
by Steve Tanham
It is, still, all of it, only one day… Though now the winds that buffeted the bed-and-breakfast farmhouse have abated. I look at my watch. We have two hours to go before we need to leave to drive across Anglesey to meet a young woman named Juliette, who holds the key to this entire story. She will be waiting, at noon, by the red … Read More A game of three halves… (2)
by Steve Tanham
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
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by Steve Tanham
In part one, we examined Krishnamurti’s view that the individual could, with considerable effort, ‘unclip’ themselves from their society (though not broadcast it) and begin to separate out the pieces of their world in order to contemplate violence in a new way… This would begin the process of giving the objective world (what IS) some initial power over the egoic self, which had grown to … Read More #Silenti – A Rose Beyond Violence, part two
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by Steve Tanham
Many people are in a state of shock following a series of electoral surprises that have rocked the political ‘liberal establishment’ on both sides of the Atlantic. Racist attacks are on the increase and long-respected ‘experts’ are frequently mocked. We are in danger of throwing away many of the principles of established civilisation. It’s easy to feel that these uncertain times contain the seeds of … Read More #Silenti – A Rose Beyond Violence, part one
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by Steve Tanham
You may have noticed I’ve been a bit quiet of late. I’m spending a lot of time ‘in the now’. I’m in the final stages of writing the Silent Eye’s three year home-study course on the Magical Enneagram, and the subject of ‘now’ is crucial to the last four lessons. Some subjects are just so profound that they have the capacity to change your life, … Read More #Silenti – The Ancient Now
by Steve Tanham
In response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt. Liminal – #writephoto Bull Rocks — Did you, then, Perhaps See the bull? His horns like wings His feet, suggested If not seen Ancient anchors In the rocks of here. — Or did you Greet the green-white stones With familiarity Born of expectation? Assembled barrow Just for you… — Just for me? You ask, incredulous Why yes, they … Read More Bull Rocks – #writephoto
by Steve Tanham
Stepping Stones In response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt. Thursday Photo Prompt – Stepping Stones – #writephoto — One, two, three, the dream In fun and seeking sun they came Where two had been and deeper known To newer one the stones of trust were shown The river flows…the waters stream Two, three, one, the flowing dream A different journey is begun As bold and blind, … Read More Stepping Stones – #writephoto
by Steve Tanham
Whispers in the West – part three After the group’s successful ascent of Carningli (panorama shot above), the second day of the Silent Eye’s Whispers in the West weekend continued, with a short, further car journey to one of the historic highlights of the trip – Pentre Ifan. Pentre Ifan is the best known, and because of its height, the most impressive megalithic monuments in … Read More Whispers in the West – part three
by Steve Tanham
Whispers in the West – part two The second day of our the Silent Eye’s Whispers in the West weekend began with relief – that we didn’t have to drive all the way across South Wales, again, to reach the town of Newport – our starting point for day two. There are, apparently, many Newports in Wales, but only one of them, some twenty … Read More Whispers in the West – part two
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