Dear Listener, Whilst we await further new revelations and fresh editions of the morally complex and highly unique investigations, selected from the diaries of Major, William ‘Bill’ Plumpton, the official archivist and constant companion of Mr Terence, ‘Terry’ Crabtree, Britains greatest unsung scientist detective, we have been graced with a small selection of, ‘aide-mémoires,’ notes …
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Intimations of Immortality – William Wordsworth
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar: Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God, who is our home: Heaven lies about us in …
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So many gods – Álvaro de Campos
So many gods! They’re like books—you can’t read everything, you never know anything. Happy the man who knows but one god, and keeps him a secret. Every day I have different beliefs— Sometimes in the same day I have different beliefs— And I wish I were the child now crossing The view from my window …
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Rain cuts the place we tread – Dylan Thomas
Rain cuts the place we tread, A sparkling fountain for us With no fountain boy but me To balance on my palms The water from a street of clouds. We sail a boat upon the path, Paddle with leaves Down an ecstatic line of light, Watching, not too aware To make our senses take too …
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We platypuses sleep a lot
We platypuses sleep a lot. While we sleep, we dream. And our minds Travel. Wherever we Travel, we collect a trait from the people we meet. We’ve met people who lay eggs, people with venomous claws, people with faces that can sense electricity. Last year we met people with fluorescent hair. You may …
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