Corin

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Forum topicCall for Submissions for Gold Dust Magazine Annual Calendar Corin011 years 7 months ago
Forum topicGold Dust Magazine 2014 Calendar Corin011 years 8 months ago
StoryIt's Good News Boys! Corin011 years 11 months ago
StoryBlackouts Corin411 years 11 months ago
StoryAubade - For B Corin211 years 11 months ago
StoryAll Hallows Eve Corin211 years 11 months ago
StoryA Cruel, Callous, Chaotic World Corin611 years 11 months ago
Forum topicGold Dust Anthology Book Launch Corin011 years 11 months ago
Forum topic Call for submissions Corin111 years 11 months ago
CollectionRants Corin011 years 11 months ago
CollectionBlack Poems Corin011 years 11 months ago
CollectionFor B Corin011 years 11 months ago
CollectionElegies Corin011 years 11 months ago
CollectionEnd Game Corin011 years 11 months ago
CollectionPortentous Poems Corin011 years 11 months ago
StorySubterranean Death-Wish Blues Corin012 years 3 weeks ago
Forum topicCall for Submissions to Gold Dust Magazine's new Anthology for Children Corin012 years 3 weeks ago
StoryMiddling May Corin112 years 1 month ago
StoryBill and Bert Go Fishing. shades312 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Sixties Corin312 years 8 months ago
StoryOn Earth As It Is In Heaven Silver Spun Sand912 years 9 months ago
StoryReasons Silver Spun Sand3412 years 9 months ago
StoryHanging out with our Feathered Friends skinner_jennifer1512 years 9 months ago
StoryGenesis (My oldest poem written in 1967) Corin1012 years 9 months ago
StoryWeeping For London Corin412 years 9 months ago

My stories

The Sixties

Was it the smell of joss sticks, like madeleine cakes, or just the music that transported me way back in time.

Blackouts

Will you still love me Will you still need me When I'm Sixty Four?
Cherry

Genesis (My oldest poem written in 1967)

I am rather proud of this piece, written when I was 17 and pre-dating current concerns about Global Warming by 30 years or so. It was inspired by reading the Flood story in Ovid's 'Metamorphoses'.

Weeping For London

Another prophetic portentous piece

Middling May

An Epiphany moment whilst walking home from the pub one lovely evening in Newcastle where we get wonderful long Summer evenings.

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