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Again and Again (Poetry Monthly)

Photograph of Marie Sweeney produced by Charles Van Schaick between 1890 and 1910 used in the book Wisconsin Death Trip by Michael Lesy (1973)
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Gardening (Poetry Monthly)

A boy tends plants under a foil sky to the monotone of big-bulbed lamps humming in electric unison. White, silver, green colour this pungent world -...
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Old Central Birmingham Library

Old Central Birmingham Library the dark decades had us sitting on your concrete steps we smokers, dreamers, waiting for adventurers. You were the...
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Border Control (Poetry Monthly)

I’ve given up on border control, the making and remaking of beds, there’s pleasure in surrender to the slow creep over and under the hedge. A tangle...
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Huldufolk (Poetry Monthly)

We are not so different, our spirits grow thin in the absence of joy, you wonder how we survive chill lives spent skipping into rocks, cracked by ice...
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Great sense of time and place

Posted on Mon, 27 Mar 2017

Great sense of time and place.

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Beautiful and sad. It

Posted on Sun, 26 Mar 2017

Beautiful and sad. It sometimes happens that in the lingering the love turns into something new and better, that's my experience anyway.

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A lovely sense of words

Posted on Sun, 19 Mar 2017

A lovely sense of words blowing about us here and a great sentiment too.

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Posted in Don Quixote Was Right

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Slick writing and a great

Posted on Wed, 22 Feb 2017

Slick writing and a great ending.

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Posted in Machine

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Beautiful imagery.  This poem

Posted on Wed, 08 Feb 2017

Beautiful imagery.  This poem would work for Poetry Monthly too.

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Posted in Winter Dispossessed.

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This is such a poignant piece

Posted on Sun, 05 Feb 2017

This is such a poignant piece, delicate and touching.

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Posted in Mother, Mother, Everywhere

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Rich in gorgeous imagery!

Posted on Wed, 11 Jan 2017

Rich in gorgeous imagery!

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We need songs like this today

Posted on Fri, 09 Dec 2016

We need songs like this today.

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Posted in Colour Blind

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Wonderfully atmospheric.

Posted on Wed, 07 Dec 2016

Wonderfully atmospheric.  Such powerful metaphors.  Tenses are a little confused but this is such a moving piece.

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Posted in They call me the Portal

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Natural born writer. The

Posted on Fri, 25 Nov 2016

Natural born writer. The child's tender understanding is so touching.

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