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May Day, Bognor Regis
Pink petals wild blown accumulate in drifts fill gutters, kerbs billow into puffed up pillows. Bared bottom leaves tilt up and wiggle, pale undersides frolic nude. Baited by sunlight, naked limbs are dared to risk exposure so piercing beams, when whisked up with sea-cooled gusts, buff white skin pink. CLP 01/05/2018 Read more
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Woodpecker
Can you hear the knocking? Reverberating, Fading thocking? Nature’s glockenspiel. CLP 04/03/2018 Read more
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Giardino Maria Luisa Fagnocchi Rava
A fatica Mi distacco da te e nel pensiero dell’ultima ora ti porteró nel cuore (M L Fagnocchi, Ravenna, fulgida d’oro) – – – – – – – – – – – – And finally Amidst accumulated Alpine snows At the last hour You open your heart to Love. CLP 05/04/2018 In response to… Read more