Train crosses bridge Blossom on a hill River flows beneath

The cherry blossom had almost carpeted The lawns that surrounded the ornate park bench   Vivid pinks were lilac in the low morning light How I adored the blush pastels of these early spring days

I recently noticed online You noticed what online A question What was the question Anna Which literary character would you like to be trapped in a lift with and why? What was your answer I did not answer it straight away as it was obvious that if the character had existed before 1880 then they […]

Who else but a Japanese artist could create an image of a railcar Travelling through an avenue of cherry blossom trees And make it so seductive to the eye The single car which is brown should have been the weakness But it is as organic as the pastel powder pink trees This is why it […]

What are you reading Anna It is a book about Caravaggio Do you like his work or does the man fascinate you Both He was a complex artist and man and I believe he once killed someone Rather like Outlaw Outlaw has never killed anyone I agree but he tells me that he kills people […]

there is a sickness in the world today a quiet sickness but a sickness nonetheless yesterday I dreamt of gate posts during a delirium some were ivy covered some were plain yet all were disused and quite sad this I thought to be the tragedy of life or at least the tragedy of my immediate […]

My mother was born on St George’s Day April the 23rd 1924 She was born into a middle class family Which was facing reduced circumstances Due to economic crisis of the times   She was a talented artist and instead of university Found herself studying at a prodigious art school It was here that she […]

Woman Masturbating  I have a print on my wall It is called Woman Masturbating By the Austrian artist Egon Schiele It was given to me when I left the church And gathers a great deal of attention When I have guests around for Sunday Tea This puts me at a simple advantage As they ignore […]

I have spent some hours at an upper window Searching for the moon in the night sky But I have not witnessed its silver journey The sky is clear and many stars are visible Yet I cannot see the moon in her rich theatre  

For the last few years I have been suffering from a green disease Which in short means that I turn green unless I take a daily bath To this end I have employed Nurse Hill to bathe me each day As I am unable to do so myself due to the restrictions of this trivial […]