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 Basil Griffiths was born at Cardiff in 1932. Following RAF service he spent thirty years as a member of the South Wales Constabulary and during the 1970's and early 80's was the National Vice Chairman of the Police Federation of England and Wales and General Secretary of the Inspectors' Central Committee of that organisation. In these capacities he appeared as spokesman on numerous television and radio, news and discussion programmes.
        Subsequent to his retirement in 1982 he became a writer of feature articles, short stories and poetry; his work appearing variously in publications including Planet, New Welsh Review, Roundyhouse, Salisbuty Review, Country Quest, Western Mail etc. His work has also appeared in journals in San Francisco ( Haight Ashbury Literary Journal ) New York ( Medicinal Purposes)  and  in N.E.India ( NEHU  Magazine ). His poetry has  been included in numerous anthologies which include Black Harvest, Private People and Over Milk Wood; he has also read his work on Manhatten Cable Television and on Irish Radio. A collection of his work has been published by Stonebridge  and titled ' My Residual Nation '.
        He was also a member of the performance poetry group 'Salem' taking part in readings in England, Wales, Ireland and the United States. As such his work is included in the publication This is...........Salem  (Stonebridge) and also on a CD of that name. His own CD of stories titled Wild Tales from Wales is also available.
        Griffiths is listed by the Welsh Academy within the ' Writers on Tour scheme'. He now lives near Llantrisant in South wales.

 

..............................................FREE FROM WEEPING. 
..........................................For Kynpham who showed it to me 

(  Free From Weeping is the name of a village in the Ri Khasi, N.E. India. The Khasi people were the subject of a sustained Welsh Mission & as a result there are today a half million Khasi Presbyterians singing Welsh hymn tunes in chapels cloned from those in Wales. In Khasi mythology the moon attempted to rape his sister, the sun, who fled and hid in a cave. She was persuaded to emerge from hiding by a cockerel regarded as a result as sacred. ) 
 

....Below the terrible drop
    At the gorge's floor
    It is free from weeping

    For an incestuous moon
    Pursuing his sister sun

    Or redcoats pursuing archers
    In the raping of a land

    And those Cymro
    In pursuit of souls

    Stopping the music
    Stopping the dance

    While the people
    Dry eyed in denial
    Carry grief in baskets

    As uncaring waves
    Breaking the hilltop shore
    Though no laughing matter

    It is, free from weeping.
 

 

......More on the Ri Khasi
 

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