Some years ago I remember walking along the beach at Brancaster in Norfolk when I chanced upon an old fisherman’s hut. It was long abandoned and the interior open to the elements. It made me think on a time when it would have been new and probably in daily use.
It also coincided with me having recently read a wonderful poem by William Butler Yeats called The Lake Isle of Innisfree. It began:
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made; Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honey bee, And live alone in the bee loud glade.
I was thus later inspired to write The House of Stones …
I will build myself a house of stones And dwell there by and by, Close to the wild sea shore And the seagulls’ cry.
And if, In time to come, My house becomes a hollow For the wind’s lamenting song, A temple for the moon and stars To gaze upon, Then chance may guide Some weary traveller to my door.
Perhaps, In thoughts of me, He may brush away the passing years And make a fire Of all the empty wordless days. This man of dreams This man of clay.
This is a poem I wrote many years ago when I was living in the wilds of north Norfolk. I’d joined a small group of mostly well established local authors and artists. Most of them could quite literally write (and drink) me under the table. Occasionally I came up with something half decent.
Spring Sweet lady of the flowers Waiting on the golden gates of Summer Queen that lends thy beauty to the earth Out of Winter’s bleak and lowly rags you came A child of the mist and cold And though each being in time created Calls thee by a different name They love thee with a single knowing Soul.
Welcome to the 1951 Rolling Review Show which twice weekly features pieces of music I have enjoyed at some time in my life. I hope you enjoy them as well. Let me know if you do.
“Anthem” from Chess – Josh Groban
Chess is a musical with music by Benny Andersson and Björn Ulvaeus of ABBA, and with lyrics by Tim Rice. The story involves a politically driven, Cold War-era chess tournament between two men—an American grandmaster and a Soviet grandmaster—and their fight over a woman who manages one and falls in love with the other. Although the protagonists were not intended to represent any real individuals, the character of the American grandmaster (named Freddie Trumper in the stage version) was loosely based on Bobby Fischer, while elements of the story may have been inspired by the chess careers of Russian grandmasters Viktor Korchnoi and Anatoly Karpov. (Anatoly Karpov is a member of the 1951 Club)
The 1951 Club is intended to be a celebration of all-things associated with the year 1951. Someone asked me why I did a blog about the year of my birth. Simple. It’s easier than doing one about the year of my death.