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Friday poem: 'They flee from me'

Friday poem: 'They flee from me'

by Thomas Wyatt

They flee from me that sometime did me seek
With naked foot, stalking in my chamber.
I have seen them gentle, tame, and meek,
That now are wild and do not remember
That sometime they put themself in danger
To take bread at my hand; and now they range,
Busily seeking with a continual change.

Vivienne Westwood in four quotes

Vivienne Westwood in four quotes

We've picked out some of our favourite quotes from Vivienne Westwood by Vivienne Westwood and Ian Kelly – wise words, all.

Euphoria: up the Sepik River with Margaret Mead

Euphoria: up the Sepik River with Margaret Mead

We have spent many months swooning over the cover of Euphoria by Lily King. Initial moment of admiration over, we tried to guess what the picture was of: a parrot's feathers? an artist's paint tray? a painting?

None of the above.

Friday poem: 'The Darkling Thrush'

Friday poem: 'The Darkling Thrush'

by Thomas Hardy

I leant upon a coppice gate
     When Frost was spectre-grey,
And Winter's dregs made desolate
     The weakening eye of day.
The tangled bine-stems scored the sky
     Like strings of broken lyres,
And all mankind that haunted nigh
     Had sought their household fires.

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