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Gold cherry
Poem of the week

Buttershaw, South Bradford

Buttershaw, her love spreads. On summer days, melted and translucent, she's a glistened river. Her grace, a keenness for peace, can hush restless...
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Dreams of Children

Walking up the hill to the poetry class, talking to myself as if a mad man, of how tonight I will encourage the students to write vivid and...

Leaving Upton Park

Sometimes we’d win and we’d all go berserk. But the bubbles have burst since we left Upton Park. Hurst, Peters and Moore, an honest days work...
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Gold cherry
Poem of the week
Pick of the Month

At the Arts Council in Manchester

And to think I was just about to complain About the weakness of the coffee when my head turned through the glass to witness the hearse arguing in...
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