The Figure of Eight (R6)


The dynamic concept of the Figure of Eight was introduced in my Blog ‘Somatic Markers’ dated 16th November. The bottom half of the Figure of Eight represents the ground of our being—core self—that which we can become more aware of in meditative exercises of one kind or another: the rush of blood in the ears, […]

HAIKU – another fifty-one


walking now where those who passed the café window walked ten minutes ago * from the train window glimpses of village streets I shall never tread * brief conversation at breakfast during which a whole life is aired * longing for the fountains that play in other people’s gardens (Fernando Pessoa) * today a colony […]

Three Poems (R6)


the soul can either build of itself a work of art or sit and watch the Barbarian inversion of old certitudes— mask of Evil that entices into the wilderness of the future; or it rides out of the Wasteland tramples the vineyards demolishes the shrines giving over soil to sand and the mind to this […]

once upon a time


an angel visited the Earth: for many years he thought everybody on Earth was mad because he could not understand what it was they were enjoying; then he caught the Earth disease and began to enjoy Negative Emotions just as they had always done and he could no longer see the madness; when the heavenly […]

While Rome Burns – Just Fiddling


One Sunday morning in early autumn, astray in the summerhouse where I go for silence & certainty, I took down from the spidery shelves of my ‘library in the garden’ (thanks to Edmund Gosse who quotes the case of some old writer who had one) a yellowing volume of essays, acquired from a dead friend […]

GHOSTS IN MIRRORS


In July 2018 I was given the task of reviewing Cor van den Heuvel’s Selected Haiku. He is regarded as a significant figure in haiku circles. In his Afterword I learned that he was much influenced by Alain Robbe-Grillet’s work which propelled me into re-reading the novels with this in mind starting with Jealousy. This […]

The Great Switcharoo


On the other hand, you have different fingers – Steven Wright When I was a little lad (difficult to imagine now but only too easy for me to get back into who I was then now… seeing, hearing & feeling all the things I experienced those long years ago…) I used to spend some time […]

when reading Baudrillard


Having finished a rather long immersion of reading, I picked a book out of the TO BE READ shelves completely at random and began to read the complex and mystifying pages of Jean Baudrillard’s The Perfect Crime which in his own terms cannot be explained. One of the ways I find it useful to tackle […]

All Life is an Improvisation


Preamble For twelve years I’ve been privileged to be a member of a Music Group in Colchester, Essex, UK called ‘Firewire’ under the auspices of CoMA (Contemporary Music for All). We play members’ own formally composed music – all sorts – and spend a lot of time freely improvising. When a new member who is […]