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One may be born with the potential for a prodigious memory, but one is not born with a disposition to recollect; this comes only with the changes and separations in… Read More »memory

Rain

Rain. They sat side by side watching the rain. They said nothing that they would remember in later years, nothing to place scaffolding around and try to preserve. And Demeter… Read More »Rain

Gillian Clarke : Cold Knap Lake

  All Lost things: A study of Gillian Clarke’s Cold Knap Lake. Cold Knap Lake We once watched a crowd pull a drowned child from the lake. Blue lipped and dressed in water’s long green silk she lay for dead. Then kneeling on the earth, a heroine, her red head bowed, her wartime cotton frock soaked, my mother gave a stranger’s child her breath. The crowd stood silent, drawn by the dread of it. The child breathed, bleating and rosy in my mother’s hands. My father took her home to a poor house and watched her thrashed for almost drowning. Was I there? Or is that troubled surface something else shadowy under the dipped fingers of willows… Read More »Gillian Clarke : Cold Knap Lake