Occupation: Poet Birth: 1948
Always smile back at little children. To ignore them is to destroy their belief that the world is good..
We have become a society where the artist is regarded as a self-indulgent superfluity, and the person who juggles stocks and shares is an essential p….
Cats can work out mathematically the exact place to sit that will cause most inconvenience..
Sisters never quite forgive each other for what happened when they were five..
Many a cat can only be lured in by switching off all the lights and keeping very still. Until the indignant cry of a cat-locked-out comes at the door..
An older sister is a friend and defender - a listener, conspirator, a counsellor and a sharer of delights. And sorrows too..
Brooks too wide for our leaping, hedges far to high. Loads too heavy for our moving, burdens too cumbersome for us to bear. Distances far beyond our ….
A cat can maintain a position of curled up somnolence on your knee until you are nearly upright. To the last minute she hopes your conscience will ge….
The child who ran weeping to you with a cut finger is now brought home, smiling gamely, with a broken collarbone and incredible contusions- 'it wasn'….
Medicines may be necessary. Flowers lift the heart. But your smile is the best restorative of all..
In a world gone bad, a bear - even a bear standing on its head - is a comforting, uncomplicated, dependable hunk of sanity..
Human beings are drawn to cats because they are all we are not — self-contained, elegant in everything they do, relaxed, assured, glad of company, ye….
A horse is the projection of peoples' dreams about themselves - strong, powerful, beautiful - and it has the capability of giving us escape from our ….
Odd how much it hurts when a friend moves away- and leaves behind only silence..
We shared. Parents. Home. Pets. Celebrations. Catastrophes. Secrets. And the threads of our experience became so interwoven that we are linked. I can….
A bag of apples, a pot of homemade jam, a scribbled note, a bunch of golden flowers, a coloured pebble, a box of seedlings, an empty scent bottle for….
Horses lend us the wings we lack..
Sisters share the scent and smells... the feel of a common childhood..
The work of a garden bears visible fruits-in a world where most of our labours seem suspiciously meaningless..
We expect too much at Christmas. It's got to be magical. It's got to go right. Feasting. Fun. The perfect present. All that anticipation. Take it eas….
You took me to adventure and to love. We two have shared great joy and great sorrow. And now I stand at the gate of the paddock watching you run in a….