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{photo: how to catch a sun by Mlyutin}


Denise Levertov

What patience a landscape has, like an old horse,
head down in its field.
Grey days,
air and fine rain cling, become one, hovering till at last,
languidly, rain relinquishes that embrace, consents
to fall. What patience a hill, a plain,
a band of woodland holding still, have, and the slow falling
of grey rain… Is it blind faith? Is it
merely a way to deeply rest? Is the horse
only resigned,or has it
some desirable knowledge, an enclosed meadow
quite other than its sodden field,
which patience is the key to? Has it already,
within itself, entered that sunwarmed shelter?

Denise Levertov is fast becoming one of my favourite poets (have you noticed?).  She’s so effortless.  Get out her collection This Great Unknowing (her last forty poems, published posthumously) and you will see.

Going to meet all my friends tonight, and then out to dinner with my family at the sexy new restaurant in town.  Dressed up of course – can’t resist.

And isn’t this beautiful?  (Thanks to Ellie for sharing this with me, you legend).  I could really do with a beach day!


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A non-relevant but celebratory video for you today.  Because I feel tired and bored and a bit dizzy.  Nine o’clocks are not my cup of tea!

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Hello lovelies.  Happy Valentine’s day.

I actually think Valentine’s day is brilliant.  I don’t care if I don’t get a card or whatever, I just think the whole concept is so wonderfully mushy and fluffy and unrestrainedly romantic.  Britons, hold back on the cynicism for a day and write a card – send a text – or an email – make a call – to someone you love, be it a friend, a cousin, an old lady living on her own, or your husband of thirty years.  Make lunch for your mum or something.  Go on.

Also click on the picture to read some (possibly slightly dubious) Valentine’s facts, including this one:

It was once believed that if a woman saw a flying robin on Valentine’s day she would end up getting married to a sailor. If a sparrow was the bird she saw she would end up marrying a man that was poor and live a happy life, if she saw a goldfinch then she was to marry a man that was a millionaire. One can only wonder who she would marry if she saw a crow.

Merciles Beaute

By Geoffrey Chaucer




Your eyen two wol slee me sodenly,

I may the beaute of hem not sustene,

So woundeth hit through-out my herte kene.


And but your word wol helen hastily

My hertes wounde, whyl that hit is grene,

Your eyen two wol slee me sodenly,

I may the beaute of hem not sustene.


Upon my trouthe I sey yow feithfully,

That ye ben of my lyf and deeth the quene;

For with my deeth the trouthe shal be sene.

Your eyen two wol slee me sodenly,

I may the beaute of hem not sustene,

So woundeth hit through-out my herte kene.

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I am so going to see this wonderful man live.  Again.  In London this time.

Can you tell I’m excited?

I love this.  It makes me feel like smiling.

Rachael Yamagata – I Want You

I had a very very lazy day yesterday.  Beth was ill so we watched films together.  Sometime after lunch we watched a bit of Sweet Charity which was brilliant!  It was hilarious.  And the Rythym of Life is in it!

It just looks so fun!  It would’ve been ace to film that.