Poetry
An Antidote for Optimism
For if ever you are in danger of feeling a wave of quite unreasonable cheerfulness descend, here is a simple…
Who does not love the spring deserves no lovers
I take my title from the South African poet Roy Campbell (1901–1957), who knew a thing or two about lovers…
In the Kitchen
In the Kitchen, Where I Lay My Scene Upon the counter where I lay my scene— (Do join me, if…
The Soul of Nature: Caspar David Friedrich and Byron’s Childe Harold
A cold, wet February day - perfect backdrop for a journey into Romanticism—off on the M4 bus to the Met…
Locked Out
Most of us have done it at some point or another - accidentally locked ourselves out of the house. Raymond…
Harvest Moons
The 2024 harvest moon is September 17th. First a poem courtesy of the Daily Poem at The Paris Review -…
Water. Works. Closets.
As always, one thing leads to another. This time it's the post from Gert Loveday's Fun With Books that highlights…
Life Itself
One thing leads to another. How do you get from the Daily Poem in the Paris Review to a re-read…
The Hidden Paw
"The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings. Julius Caesar Act 1…
Five Things: DEI, Poem, Memoir, Library, Anti-Semitism, and Street Thugs
One Last week IntrepidEd News published another of my pieces. This one is about how schools are on the front…