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Breath
I listen hard to hear the low drone carved from air drifting with the wind across space and time a sound from those distant hidden places where quiet...
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Ice
I think of it out there, at night creaking, weighty, floating dreaming of the next transformation hydrogen hydrogen oxygen loosening bonds the slow...
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Revision
Retake students gaze, nod, scribble they must do better must grasp how to go beyond the formula ‘What can I write instead of: this poem is to...
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Remembering Burnt Norton
We sat in the folly and light May rain tip, tip, tapped through new-green leaves on old trees a mingled scent of soil, bluebells, mildew, memory the...
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Measles
It was an afternoon service. Mother herded us back along the cow path pointing out rosehips in the hedgerow their bitter pithiness sucked moisture...
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Energetic and touching -
Posted on Sun, 13 Dec 2015
Energetic and touching - between the sureal moments. Would love to hear you read it.
Read full commentPosted in 'The first date' a chapter from my new novel 'And?'
Scary times indeed.
Posted on Thu, 03 Dec 2015
Scary times indeed.
Read full commentPosted in Trump 2k16 (Or, Why I'm So Afraid Of Terrorism)
You're a spring chicken from
Posted on Sat, 21 Nov 2015
You're a spring chicken from a timeless well of inspiration, celticman. :)
Read full commentPosted in Light in the Dark Age
Kind of grotesque.
Posted on Sun, 22 Nov 2015
Kind of grotesque. Interesting to use the language of birth in this moment of transformation. Such striking images and heart-felt end. Makes me queasy, but I'll have to read again.
Read full commentPosted in A Passing (IP)
Home, full of the familiar
Posted on Sat, 21 Nov 2015
Home, full of the familiar but not always what we would want it to be. Love the depth of feelings you evoke here.
Read full commentPosted in For Sale - Sold as Seen
Beautifully read. Sad but
Posted on Thu, 19 Nov 2015
Beautifully read. Sad but appreciative.
Read full commentPosted in Rupture (Poetry Monthly)
I like the setting. Who is
Posted on Thu, 19 Nov 2015
I like the setting. Who is she speaking to at the beginning or is she writing a letter? Not sure if you would decribe your own eyes in that way, but this might be showing us an aspect of her perdonality, I suppose. Keep going.
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This took me to the edge of
Posted on Sun, 25 Oct 2015
This took me to the edge of things, the border between life and death that is always there but we pretend isn't. Death and beauty and that blast of light that is living; I found this moving in its lightness.
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A lovely shimmer of summer,
Posted on Thu, 22 Oct 2015
A lovely shimmer of summer, on this dark autumnal morning, I'll borrow pictures from it to cheer up my day.
Read full commentPosted in 'The Borrowers' (Poetry Monthly)
Some interesting ideas but
Posted on Fri, 16 Oct 2015
Some interesting ideas but quite difficult to read the white on black.
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