Little Gidding I Midwinter spring is its own season Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When the short day is brightest, with frost and fire, The brief sun flames the ice, on pond and ditches, In windless cold that is the heart’s heat, Reflecting in a watery mirror A…
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Saturday Morning Dawn Walk Down to Berowra Creek
My brother and I set off at the crack of dawn on a densely misty morning from Berowra Heights down to Berowra Creek, not far from Berowra Waters. The view from the top of the ridge, down across the gullies towards Crosslands is magic: It was dark almost all the way down, but we followed…
Michael Griffith: Home Page- Literature and Life Spring 2025 
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