Tag Archives: #Silenti

Pilgrims of Blood and Stone

The blood: the Life that flows through us, taken in as breath, fresh each second, flowing out to be renewed in the world of nature; natural, given. The stone: the fixed structures we rely on to ensure persistence of that … Continue reading

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The feather ~ Steve Tanham

There was a feather on his pillow when he settled down to sleep that last time. He had no idea where it had come from. If it was time to die, so be it… Always the same beginning to the … Continue reading

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Castles of the Mind (ii) – Steve Tanham

Continued from Part One As the group walk through the arched entranceway to the interior of the castle, a new feeling emerges: one of ‘being in it, together’. The transition from outer to inner space of the newly considered ‘organism’ … Continue reading

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The kiss of summer ~ Steve Tanham

Against the heat, I have to climb To drink the air so soft and fine That my sore feet and too hot dog Seek, daily in these fleeting months For she who hides the winter in the wine Continue reading … Continue reading

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Castles of the Mind (i) – Steve Tanham

Like the best of ideas, it begins with a partly-seen ghost, the glimmer of an edge of something that will work…. Ideas are great, but, unless something is practical and consistent on the day, its value is limited to fuelling … Continue reading

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Patterned in Dorset (4 – final) – Steve Tanham

Steve’s interpretation of one of the sites visited on the recent Silent Eye workshop in Dorset: He did not know how many were up there… Centurion Calogerus stared at the edge of the plateau above him. The vast hill-fort rose … Continue reading

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Jewels in the Claw (8) – Steve Tanham

Continued from Part Seven. He – the man with the packing cases – picks up his empty tea cup and begins to walk towards the small table near the entrance door of the large room in which the mystery play … Continue reading

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Jewels in the Claw (6) – Steve Tanham

Continued from Part Five. Sipping the tea, his hands clasp around the warm cup. The gesture reminds him of the way she took her husband’s arm, at the end of that first glimpse of what The Queen had in store for … Continue reading

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Jewels in the Claw (5) – Steve Tanham

Continued from Part Four. Kind hands pass him a hot tea. He sits on the edge of what was the Royal Court, sipping and watching the ghosts… Many kind faces came to life in this, now-unstructured space – but it … Continue reading

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An Orcadian Diary (2) Before History – Steve Tanham

Reblogged from Sun in Gemini: Continued from Part One And now we should go back to an older time – a much older time – to flesh out the story of the islands of Orkney, north-east of the Scottish mainland. … Continue reading

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