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Story of the week

Little Ingland. 1: Histry

Mam showed me how to do letters when I was small. In her day there was school. She was clever; like me. We keep that quiet so we don’t get caught by...
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Ex/it

After the hurt bruised and disappointed hope shows up. You’d signed up for the long haul but this was not home after all its earth thickened by blood...
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Re-imagining Venus

We met up at the V&A like the middle-aged women we have become, oddly competent given where we began. Not all of the sisters could make it but we...
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Poem of the week

Shall I be Mother? (Poetry Monthly)

Read tea leaves spilt across a china blue sky, shrieking like starlings, shifting their shape before you can decipher their under-the-weather-...
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The Lost (Poetry Monthly)

Committed to memory black and white shot through with orange fire blood red stay forever burnt into retinas dna-cid melting white-hot-wired to the...
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373 of my comments have received 369 Great Feedback votes

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It's what is not said that

Posted on Fri, 18 Aug 2017

It's what is not said that works so well here.

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Posted in The Raven

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Love it!  Slightly freaky -

Posted on Tue, 25 Jul 2017

Love it!  Slightly freaky - but that's a good thing!

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Posted in A Letter To Remember

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Or we'll find ourselves

Posted on Sat, 08 Jul 2017

Or we'll find ourselves bumping along with some other oddness imposed by our 'leaders'.

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Posted in Something's broke

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A great sense of energy made

Posted on Sat, 08 Jul 2017

A great sense of energy made with these rhythms.

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Posted in Festival Of Life (Freeform poem)

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How wonderfully restful.

Posted on Sat, 08 Jul 2017

How wonderfully restful.  Really nice use of rhyme too.

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Posted in Soothing

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Haha, serves him right!

Posted on Thu, 06 Jul 2017

Haha, serves him right!

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Posted in The Errorphobe

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I don't quite get it - but I

Posted on Tue, 27 Jun 2017

I don't quite get it - but I like it.

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Posted in After Inventing Poe

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Lots of interesting touches

Posted on Wed, 21 Jun 2017

Lots of interesting touches here, I really enjoyed it.

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Posted in Daddio and Beyond

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Haha!  I have long greyish

Posted on Sat, 10 Jun 2017

Haha!  I have long greyish hair too - if you do yours I'll do mine. laugh

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Posted in Not Going With The Flow

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A brilliant sense of place -

Posted on Sat, 10 Jun 2017

A brilliant sense of place - makes me want to go on my travels.

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Posted in The House That Laurie Built (from Ribbentrop's Chair)

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