Joan Aiken left over a hundred books, many more stories, and many, many more poems that still fall out of those books and stories. There is always more to discover.
This is from a story called The Feather and The Page, about a boy waiting to hear, or find some lost words after his mother’s death. His sister is trying to find a poem.
The boy hears the poem and passes it on, and he hears his own message too:
It may be the darkest time of year, but we can light the lights, and share good cheer!
A Solstice Song from Joan Aiken’s Play Winterthing
music by her son John Sebastian Brown
Many Thanks to all who have visited this year ~
Please do come again!
And let us all hope for Silver Linings
Read more in Plays by Joan Aiken
A picture and poem from Joan Aiken’s midwinter garden, with wishes for us all.
May your coming year disclose…answers to mysteries, and more, who knows?
Thank you for visiting, your company is much appreciated, do come back next year!
The Hermitage, Petworth, Vernon Gibberd
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…for light in darkness, and inspiration in simple things
“We’re on Tom Tiddler’s Ground, picking up gold and silver” comes from an old children’s game – they run and help themselves to riches left lying unattended…
Joan’s poems can be found in a collection called The Skin Spinners
more about the book here
and see more pastel drawings here