Pat G
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | god and mothers (a rambling) | iwylie | 5 | 8 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Uncoupled (IP) | london_calling79 | 15 | 8 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Undercurrents | Pat G | 10 | 8 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Moths | Philip Sidney | 11 | 8 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Spring Leaves Me Cold (IP) | hudsonmoon | 10 | 8 years 6 months ago |
| Story | A Ride by the Lake | socialeaf | 4 | 8 years 6 months ago |
| Story | No way out | hoalarg1 | 4 | 8 years 6 months ago |
| Story | IN THE GARDEN | Alice Hamilton | 17 | 8 years 6 months ago |
| Story | One by One | Richard L. Prov... | 3 | 8 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Swindon My Town | skinner_jennifer | 16 | 8 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Kim's Game at Some Remove | Ewan | 11 | 8 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Compassion Fatigue | london_calling79 | 7 | 8 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Comb over | well-wisher | 4 | 8 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Paris 2014 | Pat G | 4 | 8 years 7 months ago |
| Story | The imperative (Poetry Monthly) | Pat G | 6 | 8 years 7 months ago |
| Story | These You Have Loved | Ewan | 1 | 8 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Between bookends | Poette | 2 | 8 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Sol Monath (mud month in old english) | Di_Hard | 8 | 8 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Old Dog-Fox In Bleak Midwinter | Kilb50 | 10 | 8 years 8 months ago |
| Story | pisces | JupiterMoon | 3 | 8 years 8 months ago |
| Story | WRITER’S BLOCK | Alice Hamilton | 4 | 8 years 8 months ago |
| Story | February low tide | Di_Hard | 18 | 8 years 8 months ago |
| Story | DIY | Philip Sidney | 13 | 8 years 10 months ago |
| Story | When Words Fail Me | YaseminB | 5 | 8 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Scandals | Ewan | 2 | 8 years 10 months ago |
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The imperative (Poetry Monthly)
revisit a dream and check on progress
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Noisy silence
Silence put lips to the house...
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Karelia (Poetry Monthly)
Time lingers in the corners of such bars from the White Sea to the Gulf of Finland...
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Grave news
Words trickled down my wrist, followed blue veins...
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All change
Time started one billionth of a station clock's tick from where you looked.
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I know the place Rhiannon and
Posted on Mon, 25 Jan 2016
I know the place Rhiannon and your lovely description brings it back to me. Always seems cold up there. Coincidentally, I've also written a Clee Hill piece, which I dug out the other day to pare down.
Read full commentPosted in Up Brown Clee Hill
So much to see, so much to
Posted on Wed, 28 Oct 2015
So much to see, so much to think about, in so few words. You have conjured up true pathos. A gem.
Read full commentPosted in 'Incident on the Line'
It is a great title, as Bear
Posted on Wed, 14 Oct 2015
It is a great title, as Bear says. A piece that sets me examining my own memories. I really love the lines:
"............................bashful as hell, you were,
as you undressed"
just perfecty expresses that age.
Read full commentPosted in Where the Seabirds Fly
Such a brilliant starting
Posted on Mon, 05 Oct 2015
Such a brilliant starting point with the inspection tag, then the thoughts spreading like unfast dye.
Read full commentPosted in 'Made in India'
I was really moved by this
Posted on Thu, 24 Sep 2015
I was really moved by this section in particular and the way the words pinned and needles and stolen and normal work together:
and Mother's evils - pinned,
as she was, to the wall by the...
Read full commentPosted in Meet the Folks
The reference to prints
Posted on Thu, 06 Aug 2015
The reference to prints washed away can be so significant. The bare footprint on a wet beach is an ephemeral human mark - we make an impression, but it is quickly erased.
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Love it. Number four on the
Posted on Tue, 04 Aug 2015
Love it. Number four on the Bristol Scale. Perfectly formed.
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Love the cardi, and mice in
Posted on Fri, 12 Jun 2015
Love the cardi, and mice in the hives. Redolent of our disappearing human space. I can picture it all.
Read full commentPosted in The Birds and the Bees
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