the gas giants –
by n j w
the gas giants speak loud in the night
while quiet more solid bodies
go unheard in the heavens
those rocky worlds pace alone
their elsewhere eyes as far
as can be from telescope
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the gas giants –
by n j w
the gas giants speak loud in the night
while quiet more solid bodies
go unheard in the heavens
those rocky worlds pace alone
their elsewhere eyes as far
as can be from telescope
Speaks for itself.
An excellent programme where the great poets discuss their work and we follow Philip Larkin as he recites a few of his works. Truly a gem for anyone that appreciates Larkin’s work in particular.
A new beauty emerges in the husks of wild flowers at the end of summer.
It takes eight minutes
for light after leaving the sun,
to reach earth.
four hundred and eighty
seconds, give or take a few.
I stand beside a wilderness, and tonight she’s as wild as she gets.
She’s all mine – all her distance, all her depths.
A movie – like a song – is an artform that can become a wormhole, taking the viewer back to the place and time they first watched it.
The effect it has on us can be so powerful, that certain characters or individual lines seem spoken for us personally. They reflect a truth in our hearts or desires, that we ourself were either unaware of or unsure how to articulate.
Occasionally we all have wonderful dreams. Upon waking remaining with us for a few hours; occupying thoughts on the way to work, even persisting through the day. Then there are the very rare dreams that strike with a strength that can not be forgotten, seeming to arrive from a place beyond the manifestations of a resting imagination.
‘It turned out the future had a hard time understanding, and didn’t have much to do with me anymore. The future was a hard fought lesson – that all you can do and know it was worth the effort, is make someone else’s loneliness a little less obvious.’