Cherry

these robot blues

programmed... educated... raise your hand pounds of corn the grand battle of Concord the cantos of Pound the jargon of Kant the hounding of want... scared... ensnared...

PIXIE ON MY SHOULDER

Discover your Pixie
Cherry

Out of Sight, Out of Mind

You slated my sketch You fell asleep You cried for an ex You weren’t very deep You wore real fur You didn’t eat. You made me go to Milton Keynes You slated my poetry

Don't forget ABCtales night in London this Wednesday

Hi all,

A final reminder about the ABCtales night this Wednesday, the 16th, upstairs at the Wheatsheaf on Rathbone Place, London W1T 1DG from 7 pm onwards. We try to finish by 9, which will be 9.30 at the latest. Entrance fee is £5 (£3 concessions).

Nearest tube is Tottenham Court Road but I am told by the Londoners that you can't get off there at the moment so Oxford Circus or Goodge Street are your best bets.

We've some great readers coming along - including Laura Wilkinson who will be giving us some of her new book, BloodMining.

Raiders of the Lost Car Park

The engines are all on the blink again as the petrol run low once more.
Cherry

Love is...

Love is… not intellectualising about God, rising with the sun, enjoying every moment of clarity, doing whatever the ego resists, letting go of anger and resentment,
Cherry

3. Matrushka

Hmmm... you are dedicated! HIAB III good luck with the Russian, see if you can guess what it means...
Cherry

2. Winter

Still here? HIAB II

Oh, the lily could be whiter (Doggerel)

Thank heavens for small miracles
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1. Hope in a Bottle

you'll work it out... or you'll stop reading!

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