Things fall in place And whatever goes wrong, I know that truth is illusion To begin with I know that truth is confusion And whatever goes wrong Things all embrace.
Tag: poetry
There’s Magic in the End of Things
That final word is a godsend. A note of relief or release, Of grief, a new lease, Or different, of life, The will to survive Beyond and behind Something solid, A word so squalid, Meteoric and metaphoric. A moment of liquid magic From that final shot glass For a taste of metaphoria, And as … Continue reading There’s Magic in the End of Things
Asparagus Wee
Did you know there are some people on this fine earth who don't get asparagus wee? I don't mean they claim not to or they don't understand it, they actually don't get it at all. According to http://www.british-asparagus.co.uk (yes, it is real) about half the population of Britain just don't experience the highs and lows … Continue reading Asparagus Wee
Reflections on a Pub Quiz
The first one is without doubt the most difficult, correct? I should point out that I mean the first blog post, not the first pub quiz, although that too is a daunting test. With a blank page and an empty mind, what do you talk about? I finished that particular sentence a full 10 minutes … Continue reading Reflections on a Pub Quiz
