Wednesday, 29 November 2017

On Listening to Neil Mac Gregor on Living With The Gods, Radio 4

Your voice, perhaps a little cold,
Yet certain, clear,
Reaches through the ear to the brain,
Where new ideas take hold.
And I feel peace, 'flow',
That joy in comprehension
As you explain
And also, nostalgia for this kind of radio,
This 'public service broadcasting'
Built on the assumption
There was a public who wished to know.
Not a thousand publics, compartmentalised,
But one whole, who, year by year,
Gained knowledge, by listening,
Storing up. From fact, 
Wisdom materialised
And by sharing and repeating,
Though the medium was transient,
'Airwaves' imparted something lasting.

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