Author: Rogan Wolf
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A Second Song of I and Thou
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There are two themes at work is this series of “songs”. One is I and Thou. The other is I and My Shadow. I am alternating the themes each day, like plaiting a piece of string. So for this third song, here is I and Thou again. Of course I and you are absolutely separate…
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Songs from our Seclusion (congratulations, Keir Starmer)
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What can poetry offer our enforced Corvid-19 seclusion, this locked-in time of question, tension, upset and loss, this desert time ? In some eras and cultures, poetry has played and still plays a major role in the community’s life. In others, barely any. And only partly does that depend on how good the poets are.…
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The Severn in the Neighbourhood of North Italy
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The question is, I suppose, what makes a neighbourhood, at the present time ? North Italy is quite a distance away from the river Severn, and in lock-down. But so is Britain, I and my next door neighbour and neighbours. But now that we in Britain have “got it done” – whatever puerile hoodlum…
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Severn Shorts
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I am getting to know the River Severn. A longish poem about it is already up among the “collected works” on the right (“Of My Neighbour the Severn”) Here below are some later brief impressions, or experiences, of the Severn’s nature. The picture above was taken by Nicola Knoop. And I did…
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Poems in Memoriam in Time for Lent
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I am uploading another collection of poems here. I am also adding it to the collections listed down the right hand side of this blog’s home page. “Another” collection, but not a new one. Some of its poems were written several years ago, although every year, I check them over and might revise them. They…
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Live Music Sweeps the Board
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A few years ago, I worked free-lance in central London as a sort of facilitator on behalf of the local mental health services. I had been trained as a social worker and for decades previously had worked as a manager of community centres for people with long term mental health diagnoses. But nowadays, I…
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Homage to Captain Beefheart in a Time of Plague
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And I’ll ride homeand I’ll ride home.The sound of the tyres is soothingthe sound of the tyres is soothing.And home’s elusiveand home’s elusive. And home is where I find myselfhome is where I becomeand home is where I find myselfhome is where I become. And my head is my only houseunless it…