Tag Archives: Poet

Do not be angry with the rain

“Do not be angry with the rain; it simply does not know how to fall upwards.”  ― Vladimir Nabokov New years day, I am woken by the rain on my window, it continues, keeping all but the very brave or … Continue reading

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“As an operator he was bold, but not cool, rapid without being dexterous and he had no sympathy with humanity”

This is sort of a review of the Doctors, Dissection and Resurrection Men exhibition at The Museum of London, but also with many other related reflections and distractions. I visited the exhibition twice, once with my Australian scriptwriter friend, on … Continue reading

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“Life is not a problem to be solved, but a reality to be experienced”

  The Soren Kierkegaard room at the Copenhagen City Museum is one I, like many before me have flocked to, to see the relics of “The Copenhagener”. The man who’s philosophical thought is a prerequisite for Existentialism. Kierkegaard was deeply … Continue reading

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