{"id":950,"date":"2006-03-28T09:54:40","date_gmt":"2006-03-28T09:54:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dml360.wordpress.com\/2006\/03\/28\/28-march-2006\/"},"modified":"2006-03-28T09:54:40","modified_gmt":"2006-03-28T09:54:40","slug":"28-march-2006","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/?p=950","title":{"rendered":"28 March 2006"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"text-align:center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/06\/1143568480-sc-59.jpg?w=333\" alt=\"\" title=\"\" width=\"333\" height=\"235\" class=\"aligncenter size-auto wp-image-951\" \/><\/div>\n<p>All part of the family &#8211; my mother&#8217;s side. Here we have two of my cousins\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 left centre Eddie Potter, who is the son of my Aunt Olive and Uncle Ted, with his wife Christine far left; and Sandy Maxwell, daughter of my Aunt Vi and Uncle Bill, with her husband Alex. Olive and Vi are sisters to my mother. Vi is still alive and living in South Africa with her second husband Richard Crawford. Bill&#8217;s surname was Shorten. Olive and Ted have both died fairly recently. This picture was taken at Eddie and Christine&#8217;s home in Fencepiece Road, Ilford, during a flying visit by Sandy and Alex.<\/p>\n<p>Weather now is much milder than it has been, but extremely windy today. I went to the memorial service for Reg Brighton yesterday &#8211; a very old friend from Surrey Chapel. Packed church. Spoke to some almost equally old friends. Reg was 87.\u00a0 At the same time Dot went to a funeral in Cromer of Alison McCrory, who died from cancer at 64, as I mentioned last time.\u00a0 <\/p>\n<p>I have just entered three poems in the Fish Publishing poetry competition, partly because I like the work of one of the judges &#8211; Michael McCarty. Here is one of his poems:<\/p>\n<p><strong>In Memoriam<\/strong><span style=\"color:rgb(0,0,191);\"> <\/span>\n<\/p>\n<p>Let&#8217;s say the year is twenty-one-sixteen.<br \/>\nThe headstone says I died in twenty-thirty-six.<br \/>\nThough I&#8217;ve been dead these eighty years<br \/>\nI&#8217;m pleased to see I lived to ninety one.<\/p>\n<p>The graveyard perched<br \/>\nabove an S of sea where boats can rest<br \/>\nalong a lonely curve of shore<br \/>\nwhere tourists no longer come.<\/p>\n<p>Beneath my name: the dates of birth and death,<br \/>\nsome long-forgotten lines I haven&#8217;t written yet,<br \/>\nBeside my grave a grass-grown gravel path<br \/>\nunused except by fishermen at night.<\/p>\n<p>I see a woman, pushing back the grass.<br \/>\nShe&#8217;s twenty-five or so,<br \/>\nResearching for her PhD, her subject:<br \/>\nForgotten Irish Poets.<\/p>\n<p>She found some poems of mine on micro-disk<br \/>\nburied in the archives of a library<br \/>\nin Edmonton Alberta, where<br \/>\nI was almost famous once.<\/p>\n<p>She stands among small raindrops<br \/>\nas I once stood<br \/>\nin the graveyard at Drumcliff,<br \/>\nShe weeps as I wept over Yeats.<\/p>\n<p>A strand of hair clings to her face.<br \/>\nA briar sways in unnoticed wind.<br \/>\nFar below the waves say hush.<br \/>\nClose by a blackbird sings.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>All part of the family &#8211; my mother&#8217;s side. Here we have two of my cousins\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 left centre Eddie Potter, who is the son of my Aunt Olive and Uncle Ted, with his wife Christine far left; and Sandy Maxwell, daughter of my Aunt Vi and Uncle Bill, with her husband Alex. Olive and &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/?p=950\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">28 March 2006<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-950","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/950","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=950"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/950\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=950"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=950"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=950"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}