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A perspective.

In February, as winter drew to a close, I posted IN THE GARDEN, a poem in haiku form. Now it is November - time for another winter and another poem...

I drafted most of this story a few years ago. Today, I looked at it again and found a way to finish it. It's the first time I've used a female central character, so would be interested to know if I've got it right!

Humanities Unkind By Paul McCann The wind roars like a mighty lion around the Southbank side. It cuts like steel the scars won’t heal deep on the...

Remains of a dog have been found, in this ground that used to be a fortress. No-one can guess if he was stoned or drowned, or sent to a kennel...

Avowed enemy of ostentation that he was, Killin’s reflexes had always been triggered by the smallest things and the return to Bristol lowered his...

Chapter Twenty-Two As the night dragged on in the west, the sun began to rise in the east, dispelling the darkness of the previous evening. In his...

No dear Cynthia, The black man will no longer bring our tea. And you may find it hard to love yourself Without superiority. Fear not dear Cynthia,...

Memories of Troy and Ancient Greece, World War 1, and speculations about nearby Albania, from Corfu. A Beautiful Palace on top of a mountain overlooking Corfu Town.