I'd written a lengthy blog all about my visit to Shropshire, The Orleton Village Mystery - very mysterious -, Birmingham under marcia law - see picture -, Leonardo da Vinci drawings and the origins of cross hatching and my induction but I hit a wrong key and lost it all.
Well I'm certainly not going to write it all again. Perhaps one of you would like to write it for me? You must know what to do by now.
For now here's a link to a documentary on Stockhausen's Helicoptor Quartet. It's being performed in Birmingham over the Summer and I hope to be able to see it. Especially if there is a chance one of the helicopters might crash into the Hyatt Building.
That's My Kind of Music!
It seems odd that this kind of music no longer causes the great cries of outrage like it used to. Just a mild, 'It's not really my sort of thing.' Pity somehow.
Well I'm certainly not going to write it all again. Perhaps one of you would like to write it for me? You must know what to do by now.
For now here's a link to a documentary on Stockhausen's Helicoptor Quartet. It's being performed in Birmingham over the Summer and I hope to be able to see it. Especially if there is a chance one of the helicopters might crash into the Hyatt Building.
That's My Kind of Music!
It seems odd that this kind of music no longer causes the great cries of outrage like it used to. Just a mild, 'It's not really my sort of thing.' Pity somehow.
Dog Mercury*
I was staying at my brother’s in the country when Spring burst in,
arms full of daffodils, cherry blossom and violets
She saw me there and stopped just inside the open door
as though surprised
I stood up and said, ‘I was not expecting to see you yet.
What’s the rush?
With the first touch of sun do you race
to put buds on all the trees and flowers on every bush?
She turned her head, avoiding my eyes.
‘I’m sorry but this place comes first
the people here are very insistent.
I can’t just turn up anywhere.
I have to go to where I’m sent.
Don’t think your city’s any worse
I just have my priorities’
Obviously upset she turned and went back through the door
without saying a word.
and left me standing there
embarrassed and bewildered.
A scattering of white petals lying on the floor
And the scent of blackthorn in the air.
* Can cause nausea, vomiting and diarrhoea if eaten.