Dreamscape: Poetry, Paintings, and Writing.

Mountains and Sea
  • Autumn Symphony

    Branchy silhouettes Hide lost secrets in misty veils Golden leaves drop on wet greensward In the twilight. Is the grass greener in this Murky light? *** Lit windows cast warm beams into the evening But geese depart and call hoarsely In the skies *** Chestnut vendors peel away the shells Of seared nuts to clear…

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  • Reviews

    Kathryn Gauci, The Embroiderer Unfolding an Enigmatic World A prophecy haunts Greek-born and Turkish raised Dimitra Lamartine to such a degree that she can’t love her grandchild, Maria. Her red hair and unruly character become the Ariadne thread that leads through the maze of this tapestry of paintings, couturiers, embroideries, and priceless jewels. In the…

  • Villanelle

    Give me a clue or a reason, my dove A reason to think and to dream, though in anguish, and find my belief In the nature of love A nature, I trust, that will judge me with favour And not let me sink to the base, though in trouble, the base of a reef That…

  • New Painting, Yet Untitled

    It’s been a while since I last could find time for painting. That made it all the more enjoyable to muck about with colours and brushes. This painting is so new that I haven’t thought of a title — but it’ll come to me. *** © HMH, 2020

  • A Question of Femininity

    Not so long ago, I watched Lover Come Back with Rock Hudson and Doris Day. No need to mention that it’s a pre-feminist movie, notwithstanding that the female lead is an advertising executive. The portrayal of her can be explained in two words: dumb blonde. She accepts everything her antagonist says, no matter how ridiculous…

  • Mild and Sweet

    Like dewdrops on my mind come soothing words Nestling as tired birds in the tree of my awareness. The fights have reached uncertain truce And weary feelings lost a channel But tears and wonders could induce An old song set to different chords. The harmony found altered thoughts But our emotions stirred or bloomed Once…

  • Nude ©Steen Espersen, 1981

    My last piece in this miniseries of Steen Espersen’s art is a nude, seen from the back. I selected it because of its tender rendition of the female form. The ink lines and the light brown colour wash creates a feeling that the woman in the picture is alive. *** © HMH, 2020

  • More Reviews

    Alex Connor, Legacy of Blood A Harlot’s Progress – Past and Present Hogarth’s painting in the lost series ‘A Harlot’s Progress’ causes mayhem and murders when art dealers meet on a private flight bound for London. Connor takes her readers to seedy and coarse surroundings and uses violence as a plot device. The convincing flashbacks…

  • Freesia

    Sister of Iris, Temperate of nature Yet, her fragrance is heady and sweet. Born in the South and greeted by oceans Where waves meet and crash with their union and split. Here, as the rainbows become faint recollections, Sharp grass-like stems break the earth and mature. Funnel shaped flowers take on colours that mirror The…

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