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October (III)
These last are not low hanging But harvest them we must Ripened on the upper boughs The topmost, sun-blushed fruit Balanced between earth and sky We climb and stretch To where they sit Well nigh, just out of reach If there’s a slip, they ricochet from branch to trunk to orchard floor Gashed and bruised →
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On October (II)
Pink face and shoulders From working in afternoon sun Now more bloody rain . n.b. From the Daily Mirror website today: CLP 15/10/2019 →
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At the Rutland Arms
They came from afar Uncertain of what to say Their loss, our future . n.b. We gathered to pay respects to one of our own, a fellow Pompey supporter to some, a close friend to a few. We did not know how to do this, but wanted to be together at this time, the first →
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Old Grey Heron
If there is a bird Designed for all this wet weather It has to be the heron Who sits miserably hunched up With his long coat Of sad, grey feathers . n.b. On an oak bough over a river, just east of Sherbourne, he sat and stared gloomily into the rushing water – catching the →
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October (I)
Irregular beats Speckle tight canvas cover Rain’s rhythm persists . n.b. Now there is plenty of rain. October in Somerset has been remarkably wet. The damp air has slowed the arrival of autumn colours, although grass is turning yellow where the roots have become saturated. This afternoon I saw a washed out, pale pink earth →
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On the Roof
Rain drops, rain drops, rain Curtains drawn, time to read Your bedtime story . CLP 10/10/2019 →
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On Landing
Wind tears at metal wings Rain lashes the fuselage How soft the touch down . n.b. The descent was a dreadful experience; stomach churning, (the plane slewing along its flight path, dropping and jumping) . As the ground got nearer and the relative speed of the aircraft became sickeningly obvious, I tried to relax into →
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On the Continent
Without adequate Language to discuss ideas Mere observer . n.b. A first step in learning is observation. A higher level learning develops through considered argument and then further enquiry based on questions that arise. Being abroad with just an English tongue is embarrassing; with a proven liar as Her Majesty’s Prime Minister, doubly so. . →
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On the Floor
As if by magic Warm soil mixed into cool air Fruits spring from below . CLP 06/10/2019 →
Journey of Words 