Picks of the Month
August
Katy, A Ghost Story (IP)
Wrote this one ages ago, and thought I'd have a go at the IP with it Picture Credit: https://tinyurl.com/y2c95x4p
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- 11843 reads
July
Poking a Snake
Peter’s obligatory ties constituted a kind of sign language, though a not exceptionally difficult one to decipher. If he sported a bird motif, it...
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- 2088 reads
June
Puddle of land
They started coming soon after a woman on the island of North Ronaldsay mentioned her on a programme about island life shown on the telly. Mhari didn...
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- 5512 reads
May
不敢為天下先 — Daring not to be first in the world
The Vizier — a small man of ever-growing consequence — watched with relish as his towering rival began to shrink in his chair. The tall man’s...
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- 2284 reads
bluebells
Lush warm blue. Radiant. Rain cool bells, fresh celestial pigment, space untempered slipped, low, through trees - solemn grey, hushed, host this deep...
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- 8023 reads
April
change of address
houses are envelopes posted through time recipients changing letters put in, taken out. From the War son, brother, father, lost mother upstairs, her...
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- 8107 reads
March
21 rules for life, or how to fit in, or how to just, you know, swallow the whole unpalatable thing whole (from the gab of a 43 y/o London-born loser)
Bit of a follow-up to: http://tinyurl.com/y5fgl3ot
gorse
wild yellow, bold, bee-full, gladsome glory yellow glowing gifts grow, spirit lifting sweet, small yellow flames, lip-soft, scented, bright tip dull...
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- 3769 reads
February
La Femme d'argent
How could I forget the autumn of 1998, and that weekend in Paris? A sullen, funereal mist folded around the city for the entire three days, fallen...
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- 6108 reads