Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Monday, 11 July 2011
Bento's Sketchbook in Portugal
There is no depth of reflection in this work, almost instantaneous hits from the mosquito to the notebook to the internet. Yet all the while with John Berger's Bento's Sketchbook in hand and his Cadmium Red words spoken on the transportable music machine.
This post is as an aide memoir; always on vacation take a notebook, always as a poet dream you can become an artist; always, with time to peruse, peruse with the help of a bit of pre-planning