...Life is very long

Between the desire and the spasm
Between the potency and the existence
Between the essence and the descent
Falls the shadow

For thine is the kingdom

For thine is         Life is         For thine is the 

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.

 -from The Hollow Men by T. S. Eliot

 Keith Vaughan
1912 -1977


"This atomless object that is called a soul,
One that I own or that I am ..."
                                                                            Stuart Dummit

                                                                                                                                          Niels Smits Van Burgst

Being But Men

Being but men, we walked into the trees 
Afraid, letting our syllables be soft 
For fear of waking the rooks, 
For fear of coming 
Noiselessly into a world of wings and cries. 

If we were children we might climb, 
Catch the rooks sleeping, and break no twig, 
And, after the soft ascent, 
Thrust out our heads above the branches 
To wonder at the unfailing stars. 

Out of confusion, as the way is, 
And the wonder, that man knows, 
Out of the chaos would come bliss. 

That, then, is loveliness, we said, 
Children in wonder watching the stars, 
Is the aim and the end. 

Being but men, we walked into the trees.
Dylan Thomas

"I never feel like its ME making the art, I just turn up for the job and get my orders."
Geoffrey Laurence