The Fifth Horseman

Friday, 28 March 2025
Eliot Didn't Know the Half . . .
Friday, 21 March 2025
Stopping By Stuff . . .
Fly-tipping is a blight, a blot on the landscape and what's worse - in think you'd agree - fly-blogging is a blot on the blogscape. So when I came across this fly-tipped couch/settee/sofa and easychair/armchair, depending on your country of origin and clahss -
- I was (naturally) reminded (*) of a poem by Robert Frost, which I respond to here, prompted by this week's prompt on POEMS AND STORYTELLERS UNITED.
Tuesday, 18 March 2025
Breaking News . . .
Friends and Fans -
I have been unable to lament this last eighteen months or so. The reason? I have been in hospital (or, as our German allies say "Das Krankenhaus." With your leave I will digress for a moment to point out that IMHO, 'Krankenhaus" conveys the nature of the building, and it's purpose, more accurately than "hospital." I mean, who would voluntarily go to a "hospital" unless they were krankened, afflicted with krankenitis, or temporary playing host to the socially embarrassing krankenohno virus?)
Where was I? Yes, in das krankenhaus, struck down by a debilitating attack of non-melancholic merrimentosis, (common name cheerfulness.) But be sure, be very sure, I am now convalescing and, as one more famous than I said . . .
"I'LL BE BACK!"
and every bit as gloomy as usual.
Sunday, 22 October 2023
Lamentation Number Thirty Nine
Friday, 15 September 2023
Lamentation Number Thirty Eight
No Use Crying . . .