'So you don't know anything about what happened?' Eleanor G blew some smoke into the air. The sky was turning as red as her lipstick. 'No more n'you...
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One theory
Posted on Thu, 26 Nov 2020
is that Ashurbanipal was Sardanapalus (and transliteration can do funny things, especially from cuneiform into Greek and later Latin script) BUT Ashurbanipal is everywhere else but in Cteisis's version - which itself is only known through...
reminded me of a visit to the Jurong Bird Park in Singapore one day, over 40 years ago.
Monsoon season, I remember it well. Half the broadsheet back page of the Straits Times would be dedicated to forecasts attempting to predict at what...
this has touches of MR James about it: something off, glimpsed out of the corner of your eye. Bags of atmosphere, you have a sure touch when generating a sense of place.
One theory
Posted on Thu, 26 Nov 2020
is that Ashurbanipal was Sardanapalus (and transliteration can do funny things, especially from cuneiform into Greek and later Latin script) BUT Ashurbanipal is everywhere else but in Cteisis's version - which itself is only known through...
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Perhaps your
Posted on Wed, 25 Nov 2020
next collection could contain a whole aviary? Another fine poem.
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Hahaha
Posted on Sun, 15 Nov 2020
If only it weren't all so nearly true!
Read full commentWell done.
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Your poem
Posted on Wed, 18 Nov 2020
reminded me of a visit to the Jurong Bird Park in Singapore one day, over 40 years ago.
Monsoon season, I remember it well. Half the broadsheet back page of the Straits Times would be dedicated to forecasts attempting to predict at what...
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Some
Posted on Mon, 09 Nov 2020
striking imagery here.
Do you mean "algæ-d" at line 8?
Your poem finishes very strongly with these lines.
"the sun’s departure
under the horizon’s guillotine,
...
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I think
Posted on Wed, 28 Oct 2020
this has touches of MR James about it: something off, glimpsed out of the corner of your eye. Bags of atmosphere, you have a sure touch when generating a sense of place.
Sound.
Ewan x
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If
Posted on Tue, 20 Oct 2020
books COULD talk 'though, eh?
I loved this Sean. It made me laugh and when it's dark those who make us laugh loudest are the best writers of all.
Ewan
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Weird
Posted on Mon, 19 Oct 2020
is good. And that's all I have to say.
E x
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Atmospheric
Posted on Tue, 13 Oct 2020
eerie, too. I love the idea of a mourning fog and what it might be mourning.
Ewan x
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I reckon
Posted on Thu, 01 Oct 2020
the lightning bird will be out and about today.
This is terrific poetry.
E x
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