Archive for: December, 2011

Uncategorized December 31, 2011

WHAT’S IN A NAME?

I regard the theatre as the greatest of all art forms, the most immediate way in which a human being can share with another the sense of what it is to be a human being.  Oscar Wilde iPhone self-portrait by EP Two weeks ago a lady sweetly accosted me at the Riverside Studios after a

Uncategorized December 25, 2011

THE REAL MIRACLE

To me, every hour of the light and dark is a      miracle every inch of space is a miracle. Walt Whitman                                    To prove Our almost-instinct almost true: What will survive of us is love.  Philip Larkin 

Uncategorized December 20, 2011

RAILWAY SONNETS

West-End, of late years, has ceased to be an obscure nook, with a few houses almost hidden in trees. London, as on all other sites, has thrust itself in, and planted handsome houses of merchants and professional men, and opened up the secluded scene of former rude revels into a pleasant suburb of the great

Uncategorized December 11, 2011

RIVERSIDE REFLECTIONS

Modernity signifies the transitory, the fugitive, the contingent, the half of art of which the other half is the eternal and the immutable.  Baudelaire Photo by EP Oh! No wonder modern life is so tiring! I keep thinking it’s my age, but having forgotten to take my Kindle on the Tube with me to the

Uncategorized December 4, 2011

LOOKING TO ONE’S LAURELS BY THE FIRESIDE

Youth, large, lusty, loving – youth full of grace, force, fascination. Do you know that Old Age may come after you, with equal grace,         force, fascination? Walt Whitman Photo by EP I hope you won’t find it cloying when I say that it has struck me afresh what an extraordinary job it