Jane Hyphen
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | Bronte's Inferno VIII (Girt!) | Ewan | 5 | 3 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Burnham Beeches | skinner_jennifer | 24 | 3 years 8 months ago |
| Story | THE GRANVILLE PARKERS - POST WAR SE LONDON | Linda Wigzell Cress | 21 | 3 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Mr. Lee's Cafe | donignacio | 17 | 3 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Money - some context | HarryC | 23 | 3 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Nature's Hideaway | skinner_jennifer | 28 | 3 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Band of One | HarryC | 7 | 3 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Mr Smelly (1) | HarryC | 8 | 3 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Ynys Wydryn (Glastonbury Tor) | marandina | 26 | 3 years 8 months ago |
| Story | The Art of Living | luigi_pagano | 10 | 3 years 9 months ago |
| Story | The Mouth of Christmas | Quigley_Geraldine | 4 | 3 years 9 months ago |
| Story | and when we should have felt like strangers | JupiterMoon | 12 | 3 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Robin At Winter Solstice | skinner_jennifer | 34 | 3 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Day before a birthday | Di_Hard | 23 | 3 years 9 months ago |
| Story | A Secret Garden | marandina | 26 | 3 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Rowan | onemorething | 14 | 3 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Welig for Paul (marandina) | onemorething | 12 | 3 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Parrot Rescue | Jane Hyphen | 14 | 3 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Drilling Out Blame | Jane Hyphen | 10 | 3 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Yew | onemorething | 13 | 3 years 10 months ago |
| Story | ECOCIDE | Ed Crane | 14 | 3 years 10 months ago |
| Story | The Solitude of Sleep | onemorething | 20 | 3 years 10 months ago |
| Story | The Moomin Tree | sean mcnulty | 6 | 3 years 10 months ago |
| Story | hearth song | Di_Hard | 12 | 3 years 11 months ago |
| Story | I'll Teach You To Burn (IP) | airyfairy | 21 | 3 years 11 months ago |
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The Dream Tax
Dora held her phone a foot or so away from her eyes and squinted while she waited for the text to become less blurry. ‘Oh,’ she exclaimed, ‘I’ve just...
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She said her name was Winter
After the party, I marked her Just as the colours drained In her gelid crystal necklace Blowing out the lights And hushing the wild creatures She was...
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He's Left These Woods
He’s left these woods, Mr Pip slipped quietly through a gap. A quick look back then gone between the trees. Fifteen years ago I held him on my lap as...
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Winter Light
White bright winter light In blink flickers that burn We lie low, hemmed days Patient as winter flowers Suspended for the long game A solitary bee,...
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Life is for the Go Getters
Life is for the go getters. Pause and watch, open-mouthed as they gulp the here and now. Observe through a long lens, how they stuff themselves, like...
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Hi Di, thanks for reading and
Posted on Mon, 13 Feb 2023
Hi Di, thanks for reading and commenting. It's funny about the ancestral genes isn't it, kind of the genetic lottery. Swanning around in long skinnies, oh to be young again (but without all the associated anxiety).
Read full commentPosted in These are the Legs I Ordered.
Very true words Rhiannon,
Posted on Sun, 12 Feb 2023
Very true words Rhiannon, eloquently written with the rhythm of the heart. A sentiment which we need to remind ourselves of, perhaps now more than ever.
Read full commentPosted in What goes in will emerge
A beautiful, carefully
Posted on Sat, 04 Feb 2023
A beautiful, carefully crafted description of the forest and then a jarring twist which sent chills down my spine.
I've seen this first hand, a friend's large dog caught a deer and sank its jaws into the poor animal's rump. I'll never...
Read full commentPosted in two paths (may be distressing)
Thank you Insert. They live
Posted on Mon, 30 Jan 2023
Thank you Insert. They live in my head but they have to pay rent, I have to pay tax on the rent mind...
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Perfect for young children,
Posted on Mon, 30 Jan 2023
Perfect for young children, just the right length and some repetition. Can you draw, Rhiannon? I honestly think you could publish this with illustrations.
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I really enjoyed reading
Posted on Sat, 28 Jan 2023
I really enjoyed reading about your cats and your shopping too. Clarence sounds wonderful. I lost one of mine to the road last year, on the very last of the superhot days and it honestly broke my heart. I've still got her brother, when he's not...
Read full commentPosted in The Mind Of A Cat.
Ha, ha, I can just see him in
Posted on Sun, 15 Jan 2023
Ha, ha, I can just see him in that curry house. I used to quite like him but it got boring. I don't think he's quite as angry as Jordan Peterson though.
A baptism of Biryani? Darwinian Dhansak must be his favourite.
Read full commentPosted in Richard Dawkins in the curry house (Oxford)
This is my current dog
Posted on Tue, 03 Jan 2023
This is my current dog walking captured beautifully. Everything is so thoroughly dripping, squelchy. 'Seep into musty earth'. Your words remind me that these sights and sounds are indeed nourishing, I'm inclined to moan about what feels like ...
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Thank you Drew. He was such a
Posted on Tue, 03 Jan 2023
Thank you Drew. He was such a beautiful boy. I dreamt about him last night, just a mundane dream but he is very much alive in my subconscious.
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'Dripping trees, soggy mulch,
Posted on Thu, 29 Dec 2022
'Dripping trees, soggy mulch, wan white sun' very evocative of my winter walk this morning. These dark mornings feel oppressive. The whirling whiteness across the Atlantic is frightening. I am grateful for some mild December temperatures.
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