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.
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The prospect, after a damp and raw afternoon, of home made tomato soup made with fresh chicken stock and spiced with cardamom.
4 comments:
Thanks Joe and Heidi, I'm so pleased to think of them on your walls and remember fondly our day with you!
Sometimes my writing reads as if I were drunk when I wrote it, when, in fact, I was not. Wonder how it would read if I were?
Your soup sounds delicious. Do you use fresh or tinned tomatoes?
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I know this delightful randomness has been alluded to before but this time you've excelled yourself. Art, writing, soup: C'est l'homme; c'est le veritable Plutarch.
Crow: I find that for soup fresh tomatoes are preferable. Irather spoilt this soup as it happened by inlcluding a whole chilli which I forgot to remove before liquidising.
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