Home and Away

It is time to return to this journal. I have been absent for too long; caught up in trying to make sense of life while making other things. The decking and canopy are almost completed; the planters need planting to complete the process. However, there is some disagreement, should it be bamboos (black), or grasses (tall and straight).

Maybe sketches from the differing parties could be used to reach a decision, though please let it not be a compromise, for I think that to be the worst of all paradigms. Several support strings have broken, with much laughter as Christopher was soaked, whilst planning his latest solution, but, for now, the rain is being removed by the wind's action alone.

Dear me, I notice it is just one month since my last posting, and in that time we have been on vacation to the exquisite Bishop Wilton, courtesy of Edge of the Wolds in Yorkshire. Where, among other things, we had a day out to Castle Howard, yes that's right, the place where Brideshead Revisited was filmed, and, coincidence or not, the film was on tv that very same evening.

There isn't yet a poem from Castle Howard, but there will be, for now here is an almost filmic poem:

Initiations

Last night’s dreams, yes there were several

Were of a Japanese wedding celebration 

Of which I know absolutely nothing

But I did work out that there were two parts

To the process

First of all

The young man, or several young men

Make out loud their proclamation

All around the wedding venue

The second part is a banquet

For many people

To socialise and party

I don’t appear to have seen the bride

Or brides

But perhaps they simply join up quietly with the husbands

I had viewed photographs before sleep

Perhaps then

It was no more than a self-enforced projection