Monthly Archives: June 2018

Southwold, 10:30 GMT 52° North

Posted on June 30, 2018 by crispina kemp

26th June, at 10:30 am (GMT), at 52.3° North, the sun peeped from behind the tower of St Edmund’s church at Southwold—just as I took this photo (and effectively bleached out the sky!). #2018picoftheweek: Sun Flare St Edmund is one … Continue reading →

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Ring around … with Roses

Posted on June 30, 2018 by crispina kemp

Ringed around with roses With tissues wiping noses Plague has brought the sneezes Bubonic, black, with wheezes Eastern rats we hold to blame Held in ships awash with shame Fleas that carried, heat restricted Came with cold, released, inflicted Swelling … Continue reading →

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Coke and Honey

Posted on June 24, 2018 by crispina kemp

Long years ago, when I was at school, as part of our history curriculum we covered the British Agricultural Revolution. Living in Norfolk the focus, of course, was on the change from the open three-field system (which required one field … Continue reading →

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Mallow … best served fresh

Posted on June 24, 2018 by crispina kemp

For my fellow writers at Camp NaNoWriMo (April) . . . The Common Mallow, one of my all-time favourite wildflowers: I haven’t tried it toasted. Though this isn’t the ‘Marsh’ mallow, which is now quite a rare plant. Taken on … Continue reading →

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In Post

Posted on June 23, 2018 by crispina kemp

Every autumn the sycamore keys spin down from the trees, each to cast their unique divination. I’m keen to see what becomes of this post-rooted seedling. Will it devour its host in years to come? Or will it fail to … Continue reading →

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Broken

Posted on June 17, 2018 by crispina kemp

A poem reposted from 2015 A broken house and a broken life Of a broken man with a long-lost wife The springs of bed and sofa’ve sprung The stair-rods all are fitted wrong Around the table chairs are chipt The … Continue reading →

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Lacy Umbrellas

Posted on June 16, 2018 by crispina kemp

The many wildflowers of the umbellifer family that grace our English countryside are seldom easy to tell apart (except for hemlock and hogweed). Here … I think it’s Cow Parsley though it could be an early flowering Hedge Parsley. The … Continue reading →

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One Hundred Roses

Posted on June 13, 2018 by crispina kemp

June. And the English hedgerows are threaded with roses.  I brought home over a hundred photos of the wild and delicate blushing dog-roses. Which one to show you? A difficult decision. I chose this one. And this one . . … Continue reading →

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The Mummy

Posted on June 10, 2018 by crispina kemp

There was a mummy, laid in a case. Perfect legs, but smashed-in face. What’s to become of him when he reaches eternity? He’ll walk around in graceless anonymity. Inspired by documentary watched way back in 2013, when this was originally … Continue reading →

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Down Below

Posted on June 9, 2018 by crispina kemp

Down below the water, beneath the bridge where once was a ford, the chalky bedrock glows. #2018picoftheweek: Looking Down The view is deceptive; the bridge is at least 10′ above the water; the water here is 4′ deep.

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