Category Archives: The Flow of Time

The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 52

Posted on 14/05/2020 by Bobby Seal

Have you also learned that secret from the river; that there is no such thing as time? That the river is everywhere at the same time, at the source and at the mouth, at the waterfall, at the ferry, at … Continue reading →

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 51

Posted on 13/05/2020 by Bobby Seal

I came from the sunny valleys And sought for the open sea, For I thought in its gray expanses My peace would come to me. Sara Teasdale – The River   Dee Estuary in Winter ©Bobby Seal

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The Flow of Time – Lockdown, Day 50

Posted on 12/05/2020 by Bobby Seal

Of four infernal rivers that disgorge. Into the burning Lake their baleful streams Abhorred Styx the flood of deadly hate, Sad Acheron of sorrow, black and deep; Cocytus, nam’d of lamentation loud Heard on the rueful stream; fierce Phlegethon Whose … Continue reading →

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 49

Posted on 11/05/2020 by Bobby Seal

As for the river, it just kept moving, as river do–as rivers do. Under the logs, the body of the young Canadian moved with the river, which jostled him to and fro–to and fro. If, at this moment in time … Continue reading →

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 48

Posted on 10/05/2020 by Bobby Seal

Ema went to the river to wash her baby. She sat on a rock with her feet in the water, beyond the place where the children played. The tepid, roundabout flow wet her skin. She cupped a few drops in … Continue reading →

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 47

Posted on 09/05/2020 by Bobby Seal

Come on, people, come on, children Come on down to the glory river. Gonna wash you up, and wash you down, Gonna lay the devil down, gonna lay that devil down. I got fury in my soul, fury’s gonna take … Continue reading →

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 46

Posted on 08/05/2020 by Bobby Seal

If I were called in To construct a religion I should make use of water. Going to church Would entail a fording To dry, different clothes; My liturgy would employ Images of sousing, A furious devout drench, And I should … Continue reading →

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 45

Posted on 07/05/2020 by Bobby Seal

Can’t hear with bawk of bats, all the liffeying waters of. Ho, talk save us! My foos won’t moos. I feel as old as yonder elm. […] Who were Shem and Shaun the living sons or daughters of? Night now! … Continue reading →

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 44

Posted on 06/05/2020 by Bobby Seal

                    Along the river                            wild sunflowers                     over my … Continue reading →

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 43

Posted on 05/05/2020 by Bobby Seal

Winter brings the sound of water gushing below low points in the suburban streets and shopping parades as the streams that rise on Scarp swell and are channelled beneath Edgware, Pinner or Ruislip and flow towards their confluence with two … Continue reading →

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