This week I was asked to post a poem on Facebook by, William Carlos Williams, and since I live in Brighton I chose 'Flowers By The Sea'
When over the flowery, sharp pasture's
edge, unseen, the salt ocean
tied, released, seem hardly flowers alone
but color and the movement-or the shape
perhaps-of restlessness, whereas
the sea is circled and sways
peacefully upon its plantlike stem
And I re-post it here because I have read it again, and again, and I like the symmetry of it. Today I will return to my 'Lyrical Future of Nostalgia' essay, because the editors returned with comments and this is good. Keeps the brain working, and distracted front the pain in the leg (pain in the arse is tempting to write but it might be misconstrued). But this will do for today, post 40 in a 60th year is a good milestone. Time for a bit of Copperhead Road:
