He’s never driven a tractor or opened an irrigation valve. He’s never put a dusty boot on the neck of a shovel and dug down into the soil. Reporting as this. As though the writer can’t help being lyrical about the subject. The Land Baron gets described here - He wouldn’t know one of his Valencia orange … Continue reading

20/2/2018 ‘Stasis’ An intent of weeks long travel ends abruptly. From moving eastward, it turned to falling southward back to the start. Read Derek Walcott’s fine piece on Antilles on the way back, this evening. If ever one was assertive, firm and incisive in the most elegantly soft and poetic manner, it is Walcott. He … Continue reading