Checkpoint Charlie

It's Wednesday the 1st of July in Berlin.
This web page has been out of action for several months
coincident with this overseas trip, being two months in Ireland
And two months in Berlin travelling as "poppa" to Lulu and Em
My grand-daughters, and courtesy of Harvey and Kirstin (my daughter).

Harvey has reactivated the page, though we await the editing function for new poems.
In the meantime, this articles section will serve well enough for general commentary.

All that has gone before is rather dated now. There is no doubt that this travel
experience and some resolution of my historical circumstances have ushered in this
opportunity to, symbolically, celebrate the tear down of my personal "Berlin Wall".
The analogy and timings are quite appropriate. When the wall went up in 1963 I was 18.
When it came down in 1989, I was 44 and an "anti-establishment" self made man. Now with this world changing recession upon us 20 years later, I can look back over these last 20 years and see myself as a "prototype" for a new era. Much of what has been written in my poetry to date conveys this experience.


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