Today, 28th March 2014 is the 2nd year anniversary of my father, Graham Connor’s passing at the young age of 62!
Last year I made a video.
I could not top that this year! So with being rather sombre all day the last lines of Sylvia Plath’s Ariel came to me.
Ariel By Sylvia Plath
‘And I Am the arrow,
The dew that flies Suicidal, at one with the drive Into the red
Eye, the cauldron of morning.’
I thought this nice picture of a sunrise over the Liverpool skyline reflected Plath’s thoughts…
Beautiful words beautiful piccie…what can one say except keep writing Christine. I am, big time at the mo. Can’t seem to stop myself. Ideas just flowing xx
You will have to tell me more about your writing. I too am writing. I started a new novel in January, hope it turns out decent! 🙂