Ernest Slyman

Growing Up In Bristol -- On Red Skelton

When I was all of ten I fell in love with him. He had birds that lived in his words. And they tweeted, flew around my living room. Perched on a picture of Gainsborough’s ‘Blue Boy.’ A tall rectangle with his boy inside, posing for the picture in a blue... Read more →

The Amen Bird

Flew around Mrs Mumpower’s backyard. Perch on the clothesline. It began speaking its amens. As to what subject the bird was agreeing with, no one seemed to know. The dog assumed the bird was showing its appreciation for the blue sky. Or it could’ve been something the wind said. Or... Read more →