Is this the beginning...

People ask; "Is this the beginning of the end - or end of the begining?"
But of what?
Maybe this beginning has just begun
or maybe it is just about to end!

If this is the beginning of the begining,
what was going on before it had begun?
Who set it all going - and why?
Maybe it's nearly the end of the end
but...
how long did the begining go on for?

What is so special about the beginning anyway?
I feel this poem is now a long way passed its beginning 
which means it's about to end
but I haven't answered my question yet.
Can you?

When I'm Hungry Later

I shouldn't wear black clothing 
it shows up all the crumbs
from the snacks I ate; bits from my lunch,
I'm simply all fingers and thumbs!
 
Saying that; I shouldn't wear blue
or white
or red
or green
there's always a mess whatever I wear
in every colour I'm seen...

But there's always a plus side
for I am my own waiter
and can pick bits off
when I'm hungry later!

The transmogrification remains

A miscalculation 
causes deep frustration 
the subsequent cancellation 
lead to many an accusation,
thoughtful speculation
and much discombobulation.

An observation
after more frustration
and agitation 
uncovered new information 
brought on by much contemplation,
a little speculation, 
and a planned abliteration.

The lack of cooperation
and responsibility abdication 
brought accusation
of misappropriation,
condemnation,
a rising conflagration 
and an enforced disembarkation 
but despite no coagulation 
the transmogrification; remains




(Haiku)

Protocol. After 
a kiss from your loved one, to 
wipe your mouth or not? 

Steve Rosenberg: The View from the Kremlin



​Who would want it?
Who would choose to be the BBC’s Russia Editor in Moscow,
acting as a senior foreign correspondent,
covering all the internal machinations of the Kremlin
and the relentless toll of the war in Ukraine?
​Working for the BBC in Moscow - reporting the "wrongs"
is a precarious path to follow!
Being the voice of a world-renowned broadcaster,
but being so clinical at it;
his work is widely praised and resolutely objective.
He operates with a rare blend of courage and control,
all within the high stakes of a tightly monitored,
hazardous environment.  
​But who'd want it?
​Steve Rosenberg:
Born in Epping, 1968; raised in Chingford.
Educated at Chingford Senior High, 
then the University of Leeds,
where he earned a first-class degree in Russian Studies.
Driven by his Russian-Jewish descent, he moved to Moscow,
initially teaching English at the Moscow State Technological University, 'Stankin'.  
​His BBC career began in the Moscow bureau as a producer.
Then came New Year’s Eve, 1999.
With no journalists in the office when Boris Yeltsin resigned,
Steve stepped into the breach to write and broadcast his first dispatch.
The producer became a correspondent,
going on to cover the Kursk submarine disaster,
the Nord-Ost theater siege, and the Beslan school massacre,
as well as securing rare interviews with oligarchs like Roman Abramovich.  
​But who'd want it?
​As the air grew thin,
concerns for his safety in such a hostile climate have intensified.
State media personalities have publicly targeted him;
figures like Vladimir Solovyov have branded him an "enemy of Russia,"
leveling personal insults at his appearance.
Rosenberg himself acknowledges the shifting sands,
noting that the risks must be "regularly reviewed."
​Who'd want that!
​A BBC Panorama documentary laid bare the reality:
the physical attacks on his crew,
the constant,
suffocating
scrutiny!
Yet, he remains committed to staying "on the ground"
to interpret the real Russia and its people.
​His continued presence feels like a calculated move by the Kremlin,
a decision to allow a handful of Western journalists to remain
to project an air of strategic indifference.
He stays,
he watches,
and he reports.
​...but who would want it?