She’d been on a retreat in the middle of nowhere: no television, radio, internet or signal on her phone. She rose and retired with the sun, wrote until lunchtime, and walked in the afternoons. She’d watched a lark rise in the March sky and a falcon dive into gorse. She talked to trees and picked […]
Tag: Edward Thomas
The Owl
I was reminded of the poet Edward Thomas by a post from businessinrhyme, so I thought I would share another poem by the same poet that kind of reminds me that there is always someone worse off. The Owl Downhill I came, hungry, and yet not starved; Cold, yet had heat within me that was […]
