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18th June Woods and back

When sun rules the year and all frost's armies turned to mist long burned up like cold caution warm calm, balmy days come seeming ceaseless. Wearing...

the train leaving now

In my rush to get to the right platform looking for signs to where I want to go it's easy to miss changing announcements so when a train pulls in,...
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Lush warm blue. Radiant. Rain cool bells, fresh celestial pigment, space untempered slipped, low, through trees - solemn grey, hushed, host this deep...


I remember the barnacles that scratched when I clung to your steep side as waves crashed; they found you first on your journey through life -...
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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...


167 of my comments have received 169 Great Feedback votes

2 Votes

what a great metaphor for

Posted on Wed, 19 Jun 2019

what a great metaphor for aging

We walked the plateau

Flat and scattered green

But now in this desert scape

Dragging our bags behind.

Pink is a halfway colour, isn't it? Unthreatening, which is why it's so scary...

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Posted in My Favourite Colour's Changed

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You've conveyed all your

Posted on Tue, 12 Mar 2019

You've conveyed all your feelings brilliantly, specially how jobs are seen as defining people, so not having one makes a person a blob. And yet not having a specific shape/a slot to fit into, makes you able to go anywhere, the possibility of...

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Posted in Last Week I Lost My Job (Rimus Dissolutas)

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Posted on Wed, 20 Feb 2019

BRILLIANT!!! This is absolute magic :0)

love "pale posy bunches" "coin wings" Wow! "seed-bulge" perfect . Also "far beyond their leafing"

well, all of it, really!


Insert, i wasn't sure what the trees across the road...

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Posted in The fruit of the elm

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Very interesting to read his

Posted on Fri, 02 Feb 2018

Very interesting to read his story. I only really knew of him from hearing an interview about how by the time they let working class people into Oxford it was so dummed down there was no point going there, and that the elites never accepted him...

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Posted in Les Rowse, Philippe and I

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You are quite right Tom, it's

Posted on Sun, 17 Sep 2017

You are quite right Tom, it's just a collection of nature scenes. It's just that I realised that someone from centuries ago could have seen them, too. And while I think of the wood as a beautiful place to go and see the sun and hear the birds....

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Posted in time travelling

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Oh Jane WOW

Posted on Wed, 03 Jul 2019

Oh Jane WOW

I just read this, can't convey how brilliant sufficiently as don't have time, but WOW

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Posted in A Man Riding the Tube Train

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waters flooding everywhere

Posted on Fri, 21 Jun 2019

waters flooding everywhere but none that's fit to drink

agree about paraphrases however the water water line is something everyone knows like a nursery rhyme, it's gone beyond being a poem, it's part of the bones of our language now. So...

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Posted in The Plastic Mariner

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wow, that really conveys a

Posted on Wed, 12 Jun 2019

wow, that really conveys a fierce sea! "Feral roaring" is fantastic

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Posted in The Ocean

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"I love it"

Posted on Fri, 07 Jun 2019

"I love it"

your poem holds this as its essence, it's so pared down like your feeling was transported out of you without any interference, there's a pure joy in here. Like Jenny, I've known this too, where you feel a huge strength and...

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Posted in Plaza

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 it made me hurt in sympathy,

Posted on Mon, 03 Jun 2019

 it made me hurt in sympathy, reading. The st of stabbing and stitching, the idea of someone writing their name inside you. "Every door slammed quietly/inside" how you shut yourself in so deep trying to escape feeling

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Posted in Dark Rooms