Consumption (only a working title)

Delicate skeins of saliva
Forming on loose purple lips.
Silverware, crockery, glasses.
A soggy mauve smile as he sips.
Pausing to breathe but not stopping
Lips smack brutish blows on the feast
Man shall not give in and be conquered:
This buffet is "All You Can Eat".

Nature

Just some lovely old nature to get you through your day. Go outside. Feel the weather. Look at trees or bugs or rain.

Empty Spaces

I saw this building, and looked at the walls. Some were tiled, and some were wallpapered or painted. They would have had furniture against them, and been cosy: surrounding those who lived within. Now there are only empty spaces of air, where once there might have been people and books and chairs and mess.

Accent archive

This an incredible record of accents from around the world, speaking many languages. Each speaker reads the same phrase, allowing listeners to gauge the dramatic and more subtle differences in accent. I think its fantastic.

The Secrets of Nature

This video is absolutely brilliant. It has beautiful footage of gnat larvae, sweet badger cubs, and a very  narrator full of funny phrases; 'What's a chap to do?'.

The Ruin

This is a poem from the Exeter Book, which was originally written in Anglo-Saxon. Different translations exist and it's nice to read a couple of them, so you can really get the poem. The poem is supposedly written about the remains of the Roman Aquae Sulis, which is modern Bath. I've included a a photograph which I took in bath, just for atmosphere.

	Splendid this rampart is, though fate destroyed it, The city buildings fell apart, the works Of giants crumble. Tumbled are the towers, Ruined the roofs, and broken the barred gate, Frost in the plaster, all the ceilings gape, Torn and collapsed and eaten up by age. And grit holds in its grip, the hard embrace Of earth, the dead departed master-builders, Until a hundred generations now Of people have passed by. Often this wall Stained red and grey with lichen has stood by Surviving storms while kingdoms rose and fell. And now the high curved wall itself has fallen. ............................................ The heart inspired, incited to swift action. Resolute masons, skilled in rounded building Wondrously linked the framework with iron bonds. The public halls were bright, with lofty gables, Bath-houses many; great the cheerful noise, And many mead-halls filled with human pleasures, Till mighty fate brought change upon it all. Slaughter was widespread, pestilence was rife, And death took all those valiant men away. The martial halls became deserted places, The city crumbled, its repairers fell, Its armies to the earth. And so these halls Are empty, and this red curved roof now sheds Its tiles, decay has brought it to the ground, Smashed it to piles of rubble, where long since A host of heroes, glorious, gold-adorned, Gleaming in splendour, proud and flushed with wine, Shone in their armour, gazed on gems and treasure, On silver, riches, wealth and jewellery, On this bright city with its wide domains. Stone buildings stood, and the hot stream cast forth Wide sprays of water, which a wall enclosed In its bright compass, where convenient Stood hot baths ready for them at the centre. Hot streams poured forth over the clear grey stone, To the round pool and down into the baths. Translation courtesy of: http://colecizj.easyvserver.com/pohamrui.htm

Favourite words

I've been coming up with my favourite word, which is very difficult. I always do this, and so the words often change. But at the moment the word is plump. It is so happy and pleasing, with the popping p sounds at each end. I love it.

Also on the short-list were:
-serendipity
-cobble
-moon