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Looking for Lucy Lloyd

By Philip Sidney on Fri, 28 Nov 2014

While recording lives of others her own slipped away. She lingers in sepia as a face that won’t fit. Victorian vicar’s daughter - poor relation to...

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Ghost Hunting in New England

By Philip Sidney on Sat, 01 Nov 2014

I only ever saw a ghost once. It was a few days after the death of my father. I hadn’t expected him to die; ever. He died before we had managed to...

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City Loving

By Philip Sidney on Thu, 16 Oct 2014

You took me in your concrete arms - I felt the chill of your fabrication against my tender skin. You scratched me, bruised me, won me. I grew older...

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Map Reading for Beginners

By Philip Sidney on Sat, 11 Oct 2014

Wisdom criss-crosses the papery surface. Colour, symbol, measure, land, made knowable, traversable. Reality, scaled down. Stroke the mossy rock,...

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The Lost Art of Telephoning

By Philip Sidney on Thu, 09 Oct 2014

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Beautiful, austere images.

Posted on Tue, 03 Mar 2015

Beautiful, austere images. Really like this.

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You've made us notice her and

Posted on Sun, 01 Mar 2015

You've made us notice her and you have sung her!

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Such a strong sense of

Posted on Sun, 01 Mar 2015

Such a strong sense of isolation, heart-felt.

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Goodness! A nice sense of

Posted on Sun, 01 Mar 2015

Goodness! A nice sense of time and place and an unusual take on The Fitzgerald story. Grim but well written.

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Hard to know what perfection

Posted on Fri, 27 Feb 2015

Hard to know what perfection is, there is so much that is wonderful in imperfection. Love the penitential tone, we do love beating ourselves up. Great prayer of a poem.

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