Further to my blog of September 3, thank you to everyone who has shown concern. Cheryl is struggling with recovery, so, please, I beg you, do keep up the momentum of your prayers and healing thoughts, not neglecting her husband, Krishna, and sister, Janet, who are looking after her. (This is what our wonderful community is all about, caring for each other through our ...

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  À propos of this week's RR blog theme, Rescue...  A long way down and far to go, dislocation - disconnection - disorientation - disseverance - As Hopkins knew, the mind has mountains, Cliffs of fall, no-man fathomed. He said nothing of the heart. He left us high and dry, facing arrant steeps and deeps with opiate sleep for comfort, the ...

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        Prologue to The Sheep and The Goats, Book Two of the Berkeley Trilogy.  For, heaven be thanked, we live in such an age, when no man dies for love but on the stage. Was Dryden’s wisdom to be trusted? The Arundel ball had drooped to a close, its sprightly airs skimming the shadows of the mind. Dawn was breaking. Frederick Augustus, 5th ...

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         The Basilica at Assisi where I once broadcast as member of a BBC choir.  On October 4, Feast Day of St Francis of Assisi, Patron Saint of San Francisco...   Lady Poverty, I wed thee, Stripped of raiment woven gold, Seeing that twas Love that bled thee, so my soul should not be sold. I lay down my velvet mantle, Shoes of hide ...

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        A later passage from my Marion Grace novel THE GODMOTHER, as yet unedited and unrevised. (Dysfunctional family struggles in the aftermath of two World Wars in pre-millennium Britain under its dour but charismatic oracle, Sibyl.)   Midwinter was approaching. It was that sombre time between Remembrance Day and Advent, between the blood-red ...

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          Random passage from my Marion Grace novel THE GODMOTHER, as yet unedited and unrevised. (Dysfunctional family struggles in the aftermath of two World Wars in pre-millennium Britain under its dour but charismatic oracle, Sibyl.)   Freak gales hectored the coastline until New Year’s Day when they departed with as much caprice ...

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