People ask me, will I write any more Sherlock Holmes stories and I certainly don’t think it’s at all probable. But as I grow older, the psychic subject always grows in intensity and one becomes more earnest upon it, and I should think that my few remaining years will be probably devoted much more in that direction than in the direction of literature. My principal…
Sylvia Plath, whose tragic story I talked about in another post, wrote quite a few poems. I happened to find one of these, Lady Lazarus, read by her. The power and strength in her voice, combined with the awe-inspiring words make this a great listen. (Courtesy of http://www.youtube.com/user/mishima1970)
Ted Hughes, one of the greatest poets of the twentieth century, has finally revealed the extent of the misery he went through after the suicide of his wife Sylvia Plath. His voice may come from beyond the grave, but it has a depth and intensity that strikes the deepest chords. “What happened that night, inside your hours Is as unknown as if it never happened. What accumulation of…
If all the trees in all the woods were men;And each and every blade of grass a pen;If every leaf on every shrub and treeTurned to a sheet of foolscap; every seaWere changed to ink, and all earth’s living tribesHad nothing else to do but act as scribes,And for ten thousand ages, day and night,The human race should write, and write, and write,Till all the…
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; courage to change the things I can; and wisdom to know the difference. Living one day at a time; Enjoying one moment at a time; Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace; Taking, as He did, this sinful world as it is, not as I would have it; Trusting that He will make…
