Uploaded April 2015 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
Here's a virtual movie of the recluse and English poet Rosemary Tonks reading her bitter sweet love poem "Badly Chosen Lover" Most of us probably had the misfortune of being left used and let down by somebody else we foolishly thought loved us who we could trust,alas the moral is if you go looking for love you are very likely to be disappointed,but my suggestion is not be bitter about it you was probably looking for something that is rarely found,and may not even exist as you hope it does outside the sphere of maternal/parental kindred ship. As somebody long married myself I can testify that in my opinion a good marriage is not founded on infatuation or intense love, A good marriage is built on a mix of tolerance,patience and unselfishness,and forgiveness the true elements of friendship and like a flower if nurtured/watered by these things if you are lucky in the course of time the true love of unselfish devotion will come. This is not something than can be rushed and it doesn't just suddenly happen at the Altar and may not take root for many years to develop if luck is on our side this will be a protracted indefinable process. Marriage is in its pure state a bit like the so called nuclear deterrent both sides should live knowing that a breakdown of the peace may lead to mutual destruction.
Rosemary Tonks (17 October 1928 – 15 April 2014) was an English poet and author. After publishing two poetry collections, six novels,[1] and pieces in numerous media outlets, she disappeared from the public eye after her conversion to Fundamentalist Christianity in the 1970s; little was known about her life past that point, until her death.
Rosemary Desmond Boswell Tonks was born 17 October 1928 in Gillingham, Kent, the only child of Gwendoline (née Verdi) and Desmond Tonks, a mechanical engineer. Desmond, who died of blackwater fever in Africa before Rosemary's birth, was the nephew of the surgeon and painter Henry Tonks, an official war artist on the Western Front during World War I and then professor of fine art at the Slade during the 1920s. Desmond's brother Myles was married to Gwendoline's sister Dorothy (the aunt who was later to provide Rosemary with refuge in Bournemouth, when Rosemary's life crisis had become unbearable alone). Tonks attended boarding school at Wentworth college in Bournemouth.[1]
Rosemary published children's stories while a teenager. In 1949, she married Michael Lightband (a mechanical engineer, and later a financier), and the couple moved to Karachi, where she began to write poetry. Attacks of paratyphoid, contracted in Calcutta, and of polio, contracted in Karachi, forced a return to England. She lived in Paris in 1952-53, before returning to London where she settled with her husband in Hampstead. They later divorced and lived several doors from each other for some years.[
Critics praised Tonks as a cosmopolitan poet of considerable innovation and originality. She has been described as one of the very few modern English poets who has genuinely tried to learn something from modern French poets such as Paul Éluard about symbolism and surrealism. Al Alvarez said Notes on Cafés and Bedrooms showed "an original sensibility in motion".[14] Edward Lucie-Smith said "the movements of an individual awareness – often rather self-conscious in its singularity – supply the themes of most of her work."[14] Daisy Goodwin commented on her poem, "Story of a Hotel Room", about infidelity: "This poem should be read by anyone about to embark on an affair thinking that it's just a fling. It is much harder than you know to separate sex from love.Kind Regards
Jim Clark
All rights are reserved on this video recording copyright Jim Clark 2015
Here's a virtual movie of the recluse and English poet Rosemary Tonks reading her bitter sweet love poem "Badly Chosen Lover" Most of us probably had the misfortune of being left used and let down by somebody else we foolishly thought loved us who we could trust,alas the moral is if you go looking for love you are very likely to be disappointed,but my suggestion is not be bitter about it you was probably looking for something that is rarely found,and may not even exist as you hope it does outside the sphere of maternal/parental kindred ship. As somebody long married myself I can testify that in my opinion a good marriage is not founded on infatuation or intense love, A good marriage is built on a mix of tolerance,patience and unselfishness,and forgiveness the true elements of friendship and like a flower if nurtured/watered by these things if you are lucky in the course of time the true love of unselfish devotion will come. This is not something than can be rushed and it doesn't just suddenly happen at the Altar and may not take root for many years to develop if luck is on our side this will be a protracted indefinable process. Marriage is in its pure state a bit like the so called nuclear deterrent both sides should live knowing that a breakdown of the peace may lead to mutual destruction.
Rosemary Tonks (17 October 1928 – 15 April 2014) was an English poet and author. After publishing two poetry collections, six novels,[1] and pieces in numerous media outlets, she disappeared from the public eye after her conversion to Fundamentalist Christianity in the 1970s; little was known about her life past that point, until her death.
Rosemary Desmond Boswell Tonks was born 17 October 1928 in Gillingham, Kent, the only child of Gwendoline (née Verdi) and Desmond Tonks, a mechanical engineer. Desmond, who died of blackwater fever in Africa before Rosemary's birth, was the nephew of the surgeon and painter Henry Tonks, an official war artist on the Western Front during World War I and then professor of fine art at the Slade during the 1920s. Desmond's brother Myles was married to Gwendoline's sister Dorothy (the aunt who was later to provide Rosemary with refuge in Bournemouth, when Rosemary's life crisis had become unbearable alone). Tonks attended boarding school at Wentworth college in Bournemouth.[1]
Rosemary published children's stories while a teenager. In 1949, she married Michael Lightband (a mechanical engineer, and later a financier), and the couple moved to Karachi, where she began to write poetry. Attacks of paratyphoid, contracted in Calcutta, and of polio, contracted in Karachi, forced a return to England. She lived in Paris in 1952-53, before returning to London where she settled with her husband in Hampstead. They later divorced and lived several doors from each other for some years.[
Critics praised Tonks as a cosmopolitan poet of considerable innovation and originality. She has been described as one of the very few modern English poets who has genuinely tried to learn something from modern French poets such as Paul Éluard about symbolism and surrealism. Al Alvarez said Notes on Cafés and Bedrooms showed "an original sensibility in motion".[14] Edward Lucie-Smith said "the movements of an individual awareness – often rather self-conscious in its singularity – supply the themes of most of her work."[14] Daisy Goodwin commented on her poem, "Story of a Hotel Room", about infidelity: "This poem should be read by anyone about to embark on an affair thinking that it's just a fling. It is much harder than you know to separate sex from love.Kind Regards
Jim Clark
All rights are reserved on this video recording copyright Jim Clark 2015
