Made in his likeness. More true than correct. A permanent resemblance, confirming his rigidity. In every respect a replica; and in that sense, a thing to be admired. As would justify impressive compliment: so highly […]
… a sonneteer's journey (Tim Grace)
Tag: Arts
True to word
With my attention divided, I sit… Pen, poised above the page in readiness; hopeful of a script that would see it fit the purpose of a quill; and so, impress its thoughts upon a blank […]
Slivered Light
Nothing more than a glimpse of slivered light; delivered right of stage, left of centre. Just a hint, a glint, of something bright; so she came, just as light had sent her. She was not […]
Nine Squares
A window partitioned into nine squares. The top three frame the sky with loftiness. A summer-haze gives rise to grand affairs; a cathedral of blue with gold finesse. Three black umbrellas, from central casting, flank […]
Scenery at large
The scenery at large is much the same. Division of the canvas is at scale. My chair’s vista, its aspect, holds its frame. Too much of the same; how soon the fresh goes stale. And […]
Break of Day
This new morning plays a still symphony. A soft blue haze gives the sun its fresh start. ‘Kookaburra sings in the old gum tree’ Birds of the woodwind harmonise in part. Sounds of colour, yellow-tipped […]
