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On the Marital Bed
when the ebbs and flows of our marriage Ebbed so far out that the idea of the distant sea finally returning became a concept, not a prospect Just as the tide’s retreat at Hunstanston beach, where the bleakness of that coast is confirmed by gloom and grey Where the miserable shoreline recedes to a place Read more
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On August XIII
What beauty there is in this light Sun now warm on the back, face, bared limbs Yet longer shadows stretch out, reach into the sultry corners Strong, solid darkness with steel-sharp edges From squinting low brightness to peering black Shapes seen, perspective unclear until too close Branch tip, bramble sharp, thorn lance I must guard Read more
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On August XII
Martins and swallows Tumble, twist, swoop and flidgitt Along midge-full hedges . n.b. We approach that time when these birds of summer prepare to depart with their young to southern latitudes. As ripe fruit begins to drop from the brambles, thorn bushes and elder, hedgerows come alive with newly hatched insects gorging on the juicy Read more
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On August XI
Day emerges slower Chill mist veil gently settles Leaves pearled with dewdrops . CLP 22/08/29 Read more
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On August X
Ewe calls to her lambs Not feeding anymore but These are still her young . n.b. With lambs weaned after four months, or so, the bonds between ewe and offspring are still strong. When the flock is disturbed by a passing walker pausing and taking in the view at the gate, the baa-ing begins between Read more
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On August (IX)
Atop Wiltshire Downs Huge golden waves of ripe grain Pitch, roll, dip and swell . CLP 20/08/2019 Read more
Journey of Words 