Sunday 7th August 2022

The Things That Cause a Quiet Life

 Written by Martial
My friend, the things that do attain
The happy life be these, I find:
The riches left, not got with pain,
The fruitful ground; the quiet mind;

The equal friend; no grudge, no strife;
No charge of rule nor governance;
Without disease the healthy life;
The household of continuance;

The mean diet, no dainty fare;
True wisdom joined with simpleness;
The night discharged of all care,
Where wine the wit may not oppress;

The faithful wife, without debate;
Such sleeps as may beguile the night:
Content thyself with thine estate,
Neither wish death, nor fear his might.

How to be a Poet

(to remind myself)


Make a place to sit down.
Sit down. Be quiet.
You must depend upon
affection, reading, knowledge,
skill—more of each
than you have—inspiration
work, growing older, patience,
for patience joins time
to eternity…


Breathe with unconditional breath
the unconditioned air.
Shun electric wire.
Communicate slowly. Live
a three-dimensional life;
stay away from screens.
Stay away from anything
that obscures the place it is in.
There are no unsacred places;
there are only sacred places
and desecrated places.


Accept what comes from silence.
Make the best you can of it.
Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back to the one who prays,
make a poem that does not disturb
the silence from which it came.”
Wendell Berry – Given.

Philippe Charles Jacquet – A quiet life.

Cool in your kaftan

I thought all the hippies were dead
But no
I’ve seen four in the last three days
Maybe the heat or the floating dandelion seeds has revived them
I saw two sitting in a pub in Long Itchington.
They were supping the cream off the top if their coffees
The guy even had the hippie beard
And the wispy hair
Be it grey and shinning in the sunlight
I saw the next one at Compton Verney
I mentioned that I saw the two yesterday
He said his wife wouldn’t let him have a beard
His kaftan was black and white it struck a note with our pirate ship
Then in Tesco today at the check out
A lady in stripe pants and gold and yellow kaftan
She looked to upmarket for me to mention the flower children
So I let it be
Fe fi fiddly dumb
Cool in your kaftan
Love and peace man

Bish 7th August 2022

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