Clown in the Moon My tears are like the quiet drift Of petals from some magic rose; And all my grief flows from the rift Of unremembered skies and snows. I think, that if I touched the earth, It would crumble; It is so sad and beautiful, So tremulously like a dream. Dylan Thomas (1914-1953) […]
Abou Ben Adhem Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw, within the moonlight in his room Making it rich like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold;- Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in […]
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure dome decree Where Alph, the sacred river ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1798) Monday 5th August 2013 Pre-Season Friendly k.o.:- 7.30pm Graham Street Prims 1 […]
Do I behold these steep and lofty cliffs, That on a wild secluded scene impress Thoughts of more deep seclusion; and connect The landscape with the quiet of the sky. William Wordsworth (from “Lines composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey: 1803) Wednesday 31st July 2013 Westerby Challenge Cup k.o.:- 7.30pm Coalville Town […]
The Match (c. 1950) The match was played in Albert Park From half past four till after dark By two opposing tribes of boys Who specialised in mud and noise The match was played till after dark (Till gates were closed on Albert Park) By shadowy boys whose shapes dissolved Into the earth as it […]
The Lake Isle Of Innisfree I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made: Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee, And live alone in the bee-loud glade. William Butler Yeats 1865-1939 Cricket has […]
Flow gently, sweet Afton! amang thy green braes, Flow gently, I’ll sing thee a song in thy praise; My Mary’s asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream. Thou stockdove whose echo resounds thro’ the glen, Ye wild whistling blackbirds in yon thorny den, Thou green-crested lapwing thy screaming forbear, I charge […]
The fans in the stand are silent You could hear the fall of a pin For the fabulous game just ended And the tale that’s about to begin Alan Ahlberg . . . 13th May 2013 Athium Midland Combination k.o.:- 7.00pm Division 1 Knowle […]
On First Looking into Chapman’s Homer Much have I travell’d in the realms of gold, And many goodly states and kingdoms seen; Round many western islands have I been Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold. Oft of one wide expanse had I been told That deep-browed Homer ruled as his demesne; Yet did […]
Again while I am talking to you I am traveling. I am going into the unknown just to meet up with you. I am traveling in order not to lurk on the edge of existence. I am traveling to be closer to myself and to you. […]
