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I'm Already There

A beautiful memory from our archives.
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Bee's Journey - (the last leg)

We take it for granted that to make a journey is to travel from A to B, but it's not always as simple as that. There are often so many stops and...
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Diagnosis a True Beginning

I remember the look on my face as it melted and slid like The Scream to a puddle about my shocked toes off the floor. And in that cracked second I...
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The Surgeon - (dedicated to my surgeon, Mr. Haneif - who was so kind)

He guides us past the earth's drop and catches us lightly in a fall of stars; flies us through a flare that sears bright through our hearts at the...

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295 of my comments have received 281 Great Feedback votes

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There's something apparently

Posted on Tue, 27 Oct 2015

There's something apparently casual - almost throwaway in the 'sometimes' of this - whilst still alluding to the deeper subject that works as a contrast with the alternative suggestion that 'sometimes' it might not be so. I love this poem. 

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Posted in Some days begin with a swim

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R reading this in the early

Posted on Fri, 08 May 2015

I'm reading this in the early hours because I woke and couldn't sleep, and it's got me in bits. Especially -

'and a moth
feathered my cheek, or 
may have been the slight
stutter of your eyelids 
as you knelt to...

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Posted in Pas de Deux for Violin and Sky

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Such a perfect flow to this,

Posted on Fri, 01 May 2015

Such a perfect flow to this, Ed. To take a tiny detail and examine it from all aspects and see it in all colours to create a gem of art like this takes a talent for seeing deceptive simplicity. Every detail is developed so smoothly, till the end...

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Posted in Leaf

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Mixed with grief's delusion,

Posted on Wed, 21 Jan 2015

Mixed with grief's delusion, there's a sense of hard reality in this. Suiside is such a hard loss to come to term with, and his death would be viewed by others as either, him not being able to cope with the grief, or him wanting to be with her,...

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Posted in Made you into a River

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Reading this is like

Posted on Wed, 01 Oct 2014

Reading this is like contemplating a painting, where you can imagine you hear the sounds around it. The last stanza feels wistful to me. 

'Morning peels back 

under their wings;' I loved that. There's something about their leaving...

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Posted in October's Geese

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Hi BR. 

Posted on Sun, 20 Jul 2014

Hi BR. 

Your poem is so delightfully surreal that it shouldn't make sense, but worryingly, it does to me. I love the opening stanza - starting out with childlike simplicity 'I closed my eyes on the sunshine at a chair', and apparently...

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Posted in Red

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Hi Ed. 

Posted on Tue, 10 Jun 2014

Hi Ed. 

Interesting theory - you really have turned religion in general on it's head here. I guess there is something in it being about people using religion as an excuse to carry out atrocities, along with so much hypocracy. A lot of it...

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Posted in Crime and Punishment

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Hi CM.

Posted on Sun, 18 May 2014

Hi CM.

You got every tiny action without even telling it. 'Mum stood in the doorway between kitchen and hall and frowned at me short-sightedly' - I can see that expression.

'although the kitchen was warm and full of the aroma of...

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Posted in uncovering oneself (4)

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Hi jolono.

Posted on Fri, 28 Feb 2014

Hi jolono.

I found this interesting in that the rhythm, being jaunty and quite cheerful, as when someone is walking home unaware that they shouldn't perhaps be whistling if they knew what they were about to find out - (de-da de-da de dum-...

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Posted in Your Picture On The News

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So sad, this. You really got

Posted on Mon, 09 Dec 2013

So sad, this. You really got the emotions across. Character well portrayed and her possible feelings explored..

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Posted in Havisham

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