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Sol Monath (mud month in old english)

frost a cold kindness makes scars of passage reopened each day numb, unhealing. New sun brings back feeling warms clenched stone knuckles and knee...

Chutes of Spring

*/ Freshet chill blue ceiling full clouds uncoil loosedrops cold spool, pool till slow supple surface slope-called, slips dimples ripple, demure...
Poem of the week

February low tide

He comes in, rosy cheeks smooth-cool to mine as the inside of half cockles we used to collect on the beach as big as his hands, then. The shells we...
Gold cherry
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finding peace

As I fish fur from my coffee mug the rhythm of your purr's like the chug of the ferry bringing people home or strangers, who from far places come...

left over

these are the left over years life reduced, the womb dry. If I were a vegetable I would be limp but I am stiffening, from the fingers in and my...


138 of my comments have received 139 Great Feedback votes

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this is beautiful all through

Posted on Thu, 19 Jul 2018

this is beautiful all through, no favourite bits, it's perfect

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This is going to be a

Posted on Sun, 15 Jul 2018

"The one thing I’ve learned ... is the consequences of things. Equal and opposite and all that. .... Everything and nothing matters all at the same time. "

This is going to be a brilliant read! I envy your pupils.

A teacher can save...

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Posted in I'm Not Disappointed, I'm Just Angry (Introduction)

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That's a great, sensitive

Posted on Mon, 09 Jul 2018

That's a great, sensitive point of view. Thankyou for posting. I live here and am struggling to know how to handle this let alone write about it

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Posted in Be Careful What I Say.......

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Brilliant choice. I like the

Posted on Wed, 13 Jun 2018

Brilliant choice. I like the rhymes, how they're not obvious, they sort of pull at you like light on moving water. As the poem is moving. To start with all I noticed was how beautiful the sound is. But the meaning is beautiful too when I read it...

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Posted in Mirror World

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The most helpful advice I got

Posted on Wed, 20 Jun 2018

The most helpful advice I got, though I couldn't understand it at the time, is to realise you have choices. It's only so bad if you feel trapped.

The sleep thing is interesting to me. It seems accepted that insomnia is a result of...

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Posted in The Iceberg

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It seemed somehow menacing

Posted on Thu, 28 Jun 2018

It seemed somehow menacing from the first sentence. I like the wonderful sound details of the familiar, "dragged it gently along the terrace" "cool little bubbles popping" "the bottle making a small guzzling sound" "wings beating out a faint...

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Posted in The End of the Evening

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I like the idea of a better

Posted on Fri, 29 Jun 2018

I like the idea of a better self being like a lost toy.

I don't know if you meant it to, but I find this a hopeful poem, reminds me of cutting off the mouldy bits of plants and suddenly they look so much better and you notice there were...

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Posted in No Better Past (IP)

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this is beautiful! All the sh

Posted on Mon, 25 Jun 2018

this is beautiful! All the sh and th  and oo sounds, made me think of softness but then the sh sound becomes the noise of a weapon "shaft’s full shining power" and it ends not soft at all with "bombarding light"

And it was so satisfying to...

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Posted in Brightness without burning

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Thankyou so much Insert. I

Posted on Sat, 23 Jun 2018

Thankyou so much Insert. I wasn't sure. Thankyou for the cherries, too

Have been thinking about crisps for ages since hearing the packets will be here in 1000 years but couldn't think how to do it till read the poetry monthly idea. It is...

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Posted in In your shoes

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or  Bleak House...

Posted on Thu, 14 Jun 2018

or  Bleak House...

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Posted in Vamos España