Tag: 70s

Music in the sleeping moment

The sundial in a 1964 English garden, the ladies tea party and moan of gossip. Mothers union whispered in crowd introductions, and a lone bird singing. Where has the England of that hid security gone? Where is the gravestone for me to mourn? With the swiftness of an executioner’s sword, it ceased to be, In the summer of a 70’s…