"Then the Earth grew old, its landscapes mellowing and showing signs of age, its ways becoming whimsical and strange in the manner of a man in his last years..."
The High History of the Runestaff
nature poetry
"Then the Earth grew old, its landscapes mellowing and showing signs of age, its ways becoming whimsical and strange in the manner of a man in his last years..."
The High History of the Runestaff
Obituary
https://www.dignitymemorial.com/obituaries/winnipeg-mb/ivan-eyre-11003438
Wikipedia entry.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ivan_Eyre
A lovely youtube clip of Eyre in his studio.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4URm0196QjM
Thank you Ivan.
Taken from the front window this morning. Despite the cars, dogs, coyotes and bobcats they share the city with we still have some white-tailed jackrabbits (Lepus townsendii).
It would crumble; It is so sad and beautiful,
So tremulously like a dream"
Dylan Thomas
“We kill so much! Not only in our stupid battles, the stupid street fighting of our revolution, our stupid executions - no, we kill at every step. We kill when circumstances force us to drive gifted young people into occupations for which they are not suited. We kill when we close our eyes to poverty, affliction, or infamy.”
from If The War Goes on: Reflections On War and Politics by Hermann Hesse
photo taken at Highgate Cemetery