Poems

I’ve always written poetry… but far too feeble to share! However, as I also love other people’s poetry, I can at least share some of my favourite poems… and perhaps give some insight why I like them and they are important to me!

Short but rather nice!

My son has not inherited my love of poetry… I hope he will come to it one day and love it as I do… meanwhile, here is his favourite poem by Tennyson: The Eagle HE clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. […]

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Last word on nightjar

There was a crossword clue today “dialect word for nightjar”; we couldn’t think of anything at all and looked it up and found several suggestions (none of which fitted) whip-poor-will, whip o’will. nighthawk, puck … and goatsucker…. what? Goatsucker? Really? “Doe niet zo belachelijk!!” Goatsucker Old goatherds swear how all night long they hear The […]

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Where are the birds?

We moved down her initially many years ago when I was eighteen; I let and moved north, but eleven years ago we moved back. I remember when we lived here before, in the evening there would be magnificent wheeling clouds of starlings every evening as they few off together to roost. We didn’t see many […]

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