When I consider how my light is spent • Ere half my days in this dark world and wide Continue reading →
Poetry
Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o’er the lea Continue reading →
Horses on the Camargue
In the grey wastes of dread, The haunt of shattered gulls where nothing moves Continue reading →
The Tuft of Flowers
I went to turn the grass once after one. Who mowed it in the dew before the sun. Continue reading →
The Seer’s Choice of Poetry to Inspire Our Day
The seer has often quoted her favorite lines from this poem by the South African Poet Laureate, Roy Campbell, when teaching. Continue reading →
Healing the Brain Through the Poetic Perspective
During the metamorphoses of man into an advanced being, breaches in brain circuitry need to be healed. Continue reading →