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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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Not a Shakespearean Sonnet
Performance poet put sounds in mouths to spit across the stage in firey streams, living dreams, from ancient times, making shadow shapes on shifting...
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Reykjavik 29/3/16
Lying in bed beneath a window, watching fat flakes fall through twiggy fingers of skeleton trees, listening to Kurt Vile, wondering how you got...
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Bad at Games
Had a go at a prose poem - I think it is anyway...
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A beautiful piece of nature
Posted on Sun, 21 Jan 2018
A beautiful piece of nature writing.
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What an effective use of
Posted on Sat, 13 Jan 2018
What an effective use of rhyme, like a cat marking time. I just love that last line. ...
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Gorgeously languid.
Posted on Tue, 16 Jan 2018
Gorgeously languid.
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There's something so restful
Posted on Sat, 06 Jan 2018
There's something so restful and meditative here, despite the hard work.
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Hi well wisher. Back in the
Posted on Wed, 13 Dec 2017
Hi well wisher. Back in the day convent schools had a collection for 'Black Babies', certainly racist and a blast from their 'missionary' work. I went to a few missionary schools in the colonies where these collections took place, really...
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A clever idea. I didn’t
Posted on Thu, 14 Dec 2017
A clever idea. I didn’t understand why Paul would melt, but that was the part that slightly jarred. Good story.
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These are wonderful, Ewan.
Posted on Mon, 11 Dec 2017
These are wonderful, Ewan. There’s a reality here which is incredibly moving. I love poetry that shows as much as a novel in condensed form.
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I like the yearning in this
Posted on Sat, 09 Dec 2017
I like the yearning in this poem. The last line is wonderful!
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Gorgeous images.
Posted on Mon, 04 Dec 2017
Gorgeous images.
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What a wonderful poem! Well
Posted on Sat, 25 Nov 2017
What a wonderful poem! Well done.
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