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The Eternal Now, Bodnant, Wales

Under the laburnum arch, yellow in May, we were happy. Let's go again, relive the moment, absence filled, renewed. 'Isn't this lovely', you said. I...
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Ode on a magnolia in May

Bye bye magnolia you sweet thing, ancient genus, born before the bee. See you again, come rain or shine, same time, same place, next year. Go to...
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On being asked to dress up in the bedroom

I'm not a doll to be dressed by men. Don't ask me to wear PVC again! I don't ask you to dress like a fireman in the bedroom. It's not my thing. And...

The tree and the bee

Be still like the tree, not the flower that withers and dies. Long living and free. Far reaching. Not wanting but taking only what it needs...

Out of the mouths of babes

First comes the cough as the whale emerging black on blue. Then the croak, the frog emerging from the watery underground. Born of Chaos, the cosmic...

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