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Irwin really does paint with words – all the colours he uses in this poem which starts off talking off ‘grey noons’, blue water-flies, yellow sallows, red brick mansion… not to mention the suggested colours of teh autumn leaves, the ivieds orcahrd wall, grass, glassy cool, meadow pool, moulting sunlight, sandy beach – this would […]
MoreSonnet VIII Upon an upland orchard’s sunny side, I pass the quiet blue September day: There winds through tented fields they sometimes hide, Past woods and meadows green, the dusty way, Down to the ship-speckled level of the bay, And amber sands in crescent spreading wide. Last night the winds were in the trees, and […]
MoreThe first birthday present my mum gave my dad after they were married was a gardening book; it was called ‘Practical Gardening and Food Production in Pictures’, and she made a very sweet dedication,: To Adam the Gardener from Eve, in expectations of great things, 19.8.48 This edition was published in 1947 but I’m not sure when […]
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Lois Elsden 