Three pieces of art are gifts which we received during the course of the year and which have now been framed and hung in suitable places. The girl in a cafe on the left is the work of the Catalan artist Artur Duch and the prints on the right will be recognised by Marja-Leena Rathje as her work. The photograph marred by reflections off the glass, does none of the pictures credit, but they give so much pleasure that I wanted to let the donors know that they are now displayed on our our walls.
I have just got round to reading The Anthologist by Nicholson Barker which I was given for my birthday back in September. One reason that I am enjoying it is that, apart from its story, it is a meditation on the writing of poetry. Two epigrammatic references of the narrator (whose writer's block is preventing him from producing an introduction to a verse anthology) made me pull out notebook and pen:
- "Auden believes that you should write drunk and revise sober."
-"Frost said that free verse was like playing tennis without a net."
Both observations strike me as true and relevant to a number of conversations in progress.
The prospect, after a damp and raw afternoon, of home made tomato soup made with fresh chicken stock and spiced with cardamom.