Writings
- Der Froschkönig (The Frog Prince)
- Gazing into the distance
- Bananas are politically very sensitive
- Gravity
- Father of the man
- Die vermummte Lorelei - or Heine as a Green activist
- The last chord
- On a jab (a transexual poem)
- The Duchess's tune
- Contact
- To each his turn
- Some of my parents' writings
- My settings of some of my father's work
GRAVITY
The apple just stayed hanging there on the tree and little Isaac stared at it with mute frustration and puzzlement. His mother called him in to supper, but he just stood there with an odd notion that, if he waited long enough, he would suddenly gain some insight into the Universe.
"If you don't come in, you won't get anything to eat ", called Mrs Newton impatiently, so he finally wrenched his gaze from the mysterious fruit and slowly followed the smell of his mother's delicious apple pie.
"Why are you so moody these days? " she went on. "You always used to rush in for my pies, but now you've gone all whimsical! Have you gone off apples? "
"Oh, no, " replied the child dreamily "I'm just trying to work out what it is about them. Tell me... why, if we don't go and pick them, do they always shoot up into the sky? "
© D W Solomons 1996