The Poems of David Garlick
It was a long time ago, since I had last seen them. Then I had been almost four and many years had fluttered and flown away, leaving me old and forgetful. Now there are grandchildren older than I was then. Visited, there they were. Blue under a tall shrub, by the wooden gate […]
As mountains go, I am not large, I do not tower in majesty and seldom does a cloak of snow adorn my rocky weathered back. But I am loved by many men, not just the few who can afford the luxury of living on a hill that overlooks the sea. No, most of […]
I’ve read and loved the Robert Service poems. Both his deep and lighter works have much to say and it struck me that the heroes of his verses can still be seen around us, to this day. Where will you find these men so rash and ready? Can I really show you where […]
Long ago I looked at tiny you. Who are you, I thought? Are you really my grandchild? Are you really part of me? So small, so perfect, so bright, so much an individual. How can this be, so soon? Where did you learn so much? Now you are grown up. An art […]