Today's posts

Today’s poem is ‘To Helen ’.  Just in case line 5 doesn’t make much sense, Ronsard’s poem is ‘Sonnet à Hélène’ and Yeats’s is ‘When you are old’.

The letter from my terrace is about a mountain near Abergavenny in the south of Wales.  It gave me a nightmare one night.  But the best thing about nightmares is when you wake and slowly realise that they are not true.  Yet!