“And where were you last night young lady?” Enquired my owlish father, peering over his poached eggs. I was not fooled by the calmness of the question, his eyes betrayed a simmering anger. “Last night?” I feigned surprise. “Yes Sophie, … Continue reading White (7): At the Breakfast Table.
‘The Kingdom of the moon’. I pondered the phrase as I walked. It seemed to me it had a fantastic sound to it. It beckoned at once being upon the moon and being bathed in its light. It conjured a land … Continue reading White (6) Bilithic Void
“I’ll whistle across the merry land, I’ll whistle from afar, I’ll whistle with the gentleman, Who leaves the door ajar.” Such were the words that drifted into my wakening state, to a tune I fancied I knew from somewhere. I noted … Continue reading White (5): The Stony Path
“Upwards and yonder, amongst the grey ones of ancient times.” He spoke with an exultation, before turning to me with an intense glint in his eye to say “Who may bewitch the unwary with their ancient rhymes.” No soon had … Continue reading White (4): Pool.
“Who are you?” I finally managed you say as the trance of shock lifted. I had turned round fully expecting to find him close by, on the stone, but the man was back on the bank, seated with his legs outstetched … Continue reading White (3): Clara
I didn’t say the year did I? Do you think it matters? I told you the year in which I was born and left the detail of the moment hanging, like the drooping willow branches in that lake. Truthfully I … Continue reading White: Uncle Ambrose (2)
I am older than her though she is bigger than I, bigger and more respected. I do not seek respect and I do not seek size. Of course many people would argue about what I deserve. This is not for … Continue reading White (1): My Big Sister.