Herry's Journal

Annette Lawford There you sat, one leg folded over the other Your wooden stick by you The one you’d had since you were twenty Sinc...

These are just a few of my favourite verses: One Moment in Annihilation's Waste, One Moment, of the Well of Life to taste - ...

Love is not all: it is not meat and drink Nor slumber, nor a roof against the rain; Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink...

The Miho Museum houses Mihoko Koyama's private collection of Asian and Western antiques bought by the Shumei organisation. Mihoko K...

A young man loved a maiden Who turned from him aside To one who loved another yet And took her for his bride The maid at sore resentment At ...

Cherry blossom in Battersea Park The Song of Solomon My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come awa...

No medium has yet been devised for the translation of life into language, nor can any words recall the dazzling fluidity of days. Single yet...

Stocks and Harvestgate Farms below Old Winchester Hill    I grew up here. Nothing has changed in the more than forty years since thi...

Ramesh giving his daily talk in his house in Bombay, surrounded by pictures of his guru, Nisargadatta Maharaj An inscripti...

My grandmother as I knew her came into being-always a little of a problem, living with this relative or that, or in lodgings at the end of l...