Poems & stories
I have written many more poems than stories. Somehow I can start stories, but I lose my way. Poems, on the other hand, can usually be brought to a reasonable state of finish.
But first, Clift Hills Crofts, a story of Shetland, where I lived for almost ten years in the late 1970s and early 1980s.
And now, some poems.
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Dear Vadiay or Barney(I was not sure just what your name was). There is much pleasing sense of space in your poetry like the space in that photo at this site below your poetry.
Marcel Proust once said, in commenting on the writing of Ruskin, “there is a strange and sometimes fatal charm in all things—as long as we wait for them.”(On Reading ruskin, Yale UP, 1987, p. xxxvi) I sensed ‘a waiting’ in this poetry. We all sense different things. -Ron Price, Tasmania
Ron, it is I (Barney) who has written the poems. Vadiay was one of the commenters.
Many thanks for your comment, Ron, and the quote from Proust. You’ve hit the nail on the head in what you say about space. I love open space in my writing and my photography. When I used to do a lot of graphic design and typesetting I also liked to leave plenty of space in my designs.
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