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Thanks, btw, Judy. Today is odd as I seed to have written many posts yet have spent most of the day frantically doing things nowhere near the pc. 2009/4/29 Judy Prince <[log in to unmask]> > Unable to know and feel your historically-contexted experience, I > nevertheless gleaned my own plaintive years hearing the young trumpet their > own demise. Some may say it is ever thus, but I have doubted that coffin > of > thought. > You can write poetry, David; I hope that you write lots and lots of it, or > I > will wonder at your self-stalling magnificence. > > joodles > > 2009/4/29 David Bircumshaw <[log in to unmask]> > > > I was thinking of a Wilfred Owen phrase' bugles calling from sad shires'. > > This St George's Day parade had been organised to pre-empt the event > being > > co-opted by right-wing bodies, yet the brass instruments and uniform > > prevalence couldn't but make me think to a hundred years back, when > similar > > events would have been trooping the young who were to be the mown in > > Flanders fields a few years later. > > > > 2009/4/29 Patrick McManus <[log in to unmask]> > > > > > Davy I misread as bugloss blowing in the field (much better methinks) > > > Love to the whole of Leicester and surrounding regions > > > Patrick poetaster first class,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, > > > -----Original Message----- > > > From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] > On > > > Behalf Of David Bircumshaw > > > Sent: 29 April 2009 09:34 > > > To: [log in to unmask] > > > Subject: Snap > > > > > > I was walking by the cathedral, coming out of town,and came to a halt > at > > > the > > > line of scouts > > > marching for St George. It was Sunday and this > > > was a delayed parade and my mind went back > > > > > > to the blue bound school log books the head > > > allowed me to quarry and the repeated thump > > > of reports on Empire Day. And I thought > > > of bugles blowing somewhere, and mud fields > > > > > > as bands now began a march a trumpet blow. > > > > > > -- > > > David Bircumshaw > > > "Nothing can be done in the face > > > of ordinary unhappiness" - PP > > > Website and A Chide's Alphabet > > > http://www.staplednapkin.org.uk > > > The Animal Subsides http://www.arrowheadpress.co.uk/books/animal.html > > > Leicester Poetry Society: http://www.poetryleicester.co.uk > > > No virus found in this incoming message. > > > Checked by AVG - www.avg.com > > > Version: 8.5.287 / Virus Database: 270.12.7/2085 - Release Date: > 04/28/09 > > > 18:02:00 > > > > > > > > > > > -- > > David Bircumshaw > > "Nothing can be done in the face > > of ordinary unhappiness" - PP > > Website and A Chide's Alphabet > > http://www.staplednapkin.org.uk > > The Animal Subsides http://www.arrowheadpress.co.uk/books/animal.html > > Leicester Poetry Society: http://www.poetryleicester.co.uk > > > -- David Bircumshaw "Nothing can be done in the face of ordinary unhappiness" - PP Website and A Chide's Alphabet http://www.staplednapkin.org.uk The Animal Subsides http://www.arrowheadpress.co.uk/books/animal.html Leicester Poetry Society: http://www.poetryleicester.co.uk