We all grumble about things that our parents and teachers didn’t do or say – some are more puzzling than others. This piece would probably qualify as “True Flash”, as it is based on a personal memory, but the context and names have been changed. : ROLE MODEL Daria was pleased that her next client … Read more
THE GLORY OF TREES Like most Brits, I am awed by mighty trees. We love them when they are alive, and we love the produce we get from them. Oak was a vital resource in England in medieval times, for building and ship-building. “Heart of Oak” is the marching anthem of the Royal Navy. English … Read more
Please no! No more rain! Why are you hiding away, Sun, bringer of smiles? : : Photo: Rainy day at Fountains Abbey, World Heritage Site, North Yorkshire, UK.
Writing to a historical theme is something I love to do, so I was eager to compose an entry for a writers’ group competition for a historical short story. There is so much on TV about Henry VIII, and one drama about this period left me with an abiding image of the poet Thomas Whyatt, … Read more
Steps crisp through copper Sunlight sparkling through new leaves Soft scent of blue bells. : : : First published (as E Rogers) in Petals of Haiku: An Anthology of Haiku, edited by Gabriela Marie Milton, Published by Literary Revelations LLC ISBN 979-8-9875548-9-0 : : Photo: Bluebell wood in the Chilterns Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty, … Read more
Fans of “Marlow Murder Club” may recognise this beautiful bridge over the Thames at the bottom of Marlow High Street. Designed by a brilliant engineer, a pioneer of suspension bridges, William Tierney Clark, it was a prototype for a massive bridge he designed to span the Danube in Budapest. What a wonderful feat of civil … Read more
Some years ago, I saw an innovative interpretation of Charles Dickens’ The Railwayman. This story emerged with that as a tangential inspiration, alongside some real history about forbidden love. : THOSE WHO LOVED The familiar thud. The jolting of my body on the brittle, iced grass. It has ever been so, and it hurts so … Read more
If you look up to the large grey slab on top of this building which was put up there a long time ago, you would learn that the poet Percy Bysshe Shelley once lived here, briefly. He was running away from his debts. You certainly did not want him as a customer. The headline on … Read more
Screeching falsetto Disco beat boom guitar twang I can dance all night! : : First published (as E Rogers) in Petals of Haiku: An Anthology of Haiku, edited by Gabriela Marie Milton, Published by Literary Revelations LLC ISBN 979-8-9875548-9-0 : Photo: King of the turntables, Vernon Kay, at Pub in the Park, Marlow, UK, May … Read more
