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I'm Already There
A beautiful memory from our archives.
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Bee's Journey - (the last leg)
We take it for granted that to make a journey is to travel from A to B, but it's not always as simple as that. There are often so many stops and...
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Diagnosis a True Beginning
I remember the look on my face as it melted and slid like The Scream to a puddle about my shocked toes off the floor. And in that cracked second I...
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The Surgeon - (dedicated to my surgeon, Mr. Haneif - who was so kind)
He guides us past the earth's drop and catches us lightly in a fall of stars; flies us through a flare that sears bright through our hearts at the...
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R reading this in the early
Posted on Fri, 08 May 2015
I'm reading this in the early hours because I woke and couldn't sleep, and it's got me in bits. Especially -
'and a moth
Read full commentfeathered my cheek, or
may have been the slight
stutter of your eyelids
as you knelt to...
Posted in Pas de Deux for Violin and Sky
Such a perfect flow to this,
Posted on Fri, 01 May 2015
Such a perfect flow to this, Ed. To take a tiny detail and examine it from all aspects and see it in all colours to create a gem of art like this takes a talent for seeing deceptive simplicity. Every detail is developed so smoothly, till the end...
Read full commentPosted in Leaf
Mixed with grief's delusion,
Posted on Wed, 21 Jan 2015
Mixed with grief's delusion, there's a sense of hard reality in this. Suiside is such a hard loss to come to term with, and his death would be viewed by others as either, him not being able to cope with the grief, or him wanting to be with her,...
Read full commentPosted in Made you into a River
Reading this is like
Posted on Wed, 01 Oct 2014
Reading this is like contemplating a painting, where you can imagine you hear the sounds around it. The last stanza feels wistful to me.
'Morning peels back
under their wings;' I loved that. There's something about their leaving...
Read full commentPosted in October's Geese
Hi BR.
Posted on Sun, 20 Jul 2014
Hi BR.
Your poem is so delightfully surreal that it shouldn't make sense, but worryingly, it does to me. I love the opening stanza - starting out with childlike simplicity 'I closed my eyes on the sunshine at a chair', and apparently...
Read full commentPosted in Red
This is gorgeous! I
Posted on Sun, 20 Jul 2014
This is gorgeous! I especially like the second part. It's all brilliant.
Read full commentPosted in Woman at a cocktail party
Hi Ed.
Posted on Tue, 10 Jun 2014
Hi Ed.
Interesting theory - you really have turned religion in general on it's head here. I guess there is something in it being about people using religion as an excuse to carry out atrocities, along with so much hypocracy. A lot of it...
Read full commentPosted in Crime and Punishment
Hi CM.
Posted on Sun, 18 May 2014
Hi CM.
You got every tiny action without even telling it. 'Mum stood in the doorway between kitchen and hall and frowned at me short-sightedly' - I can see that expression.
'although the kitchen was warm and full of the aroma of...
Read full commentPosted in uncovering oneself (4)
This is so good. You
Posted on Sat, 26 Apr 2014
This is so good. You portrayed the scene and captured the atmosphere along with feelings so well.
Read full commentPosted in Will you forget me?
Hi jolono.
Posted on Fri, 28 Feb 2014
Hi jolono.
I found this interesting in that the rhythm, being jaunty and quite cheerful, as when someone is walking home unaware that they shouldn't perhaps be whistling if they knew what they were about to find out - (de-da de-da de dum-...
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