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on February
greyscale everythingcurtain, window frame, grassbench, fence, seaship sheltering off shorehorizon smudged into skythe deep rumble of rollerssteadily pounding the shorestone, flint, shingleswashing along the foot of the cliffits clay and sand mixno match for the surging tidetwo gulls hang on…
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on Ukraine
In a mere hundred yearsOne Saturday morningThe memorial to you will drip from night’s last icy showerPeople riding on the tramWill discuss their love prospectsWhat…
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on the road
good decision, kidditch the costly driving schooluse the public bus~n.b. There can be no other explanation for the discarded L-plate at the bus stop, can…
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on freedom
our choices lie before usour fate determined by those availablea woman scrabbles in the streetpanicking to retrieve cardsthey are blown along the paving in the…
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on humanity
Is it possibleTo love you allFor a momentWhen the connection sparksRegardless of pastOr future?Of courseFor a momentOf connectionSpare me your promises~ CLP 18/01/2026
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on sound
the geese I lovetheir drifting callsfiltering through the leafless treesI seek the skeinwatch it spread across the ice blue abovesee how it stretches, unfurlscollapsestoward the…
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on the train
It makes me sad that we have to do thisPick up a trayTake off our coatsPlace them with our bagsWatch them being watchedAs they go…
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on winter
new year’s day ends with a stunning light showthe Sun demonstrating its power in a silent slow burnthe shift gradualfrom a touch of pink outlining…
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