Time plays tricks. Sometimes it seems endlessly spacious – like on today’s radiant dog-walk on a high ridge through mushroom-filled beech woods or at last night’s wonderful concert by Lunasa… read more →
Do you have to be good? Mary Oliver’s poem Wild Geese opens emphatically saying no – ‘You do not have to be good’. A common way to begin a poetry therapy… read more →
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