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no Moon
this is when I feel it mostthe air thick with mistdesiccated leavesscratching at paving slabsfine webs strung between damp bladescovering verges except where disturbedby fungi pushing through to pour out spores by the milliontonight there is no lunar distraction just railway siding lights, street lights, traffic lights, headlights, crossing lightsred lights topping off a cranea →
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on Switzerland v
what defines our worth?our place in society?is it just money? ~ CLP 28/09/2021 →
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on swimming
break the cool surfacefeel it slide up your body?yes, you’re beautiful ~ CLP 21/09/2021 →
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embroidery
how much of these reels remainstretched so long in our wakewe lose the golden threads in twilightcatching only rare glintssnagged by sunsetstrung over hills hazed by evening mistthat fogs the vales we negotiatedthrough ill-lit phases of many moonswhen we lay awakeeach hearing lone minutes unspoolwe cannot prevent this cord running outbut have we enough in →
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From Leeds
enjoying the green space by the cathedralspire pricking the blue autumn skystopping me, now a local, to askwould you take some pictures pleasefirst alone, then with my friendlandscape then portraitmobile then iPadwe’re going home tomorrowto the other city of woolthe one of the hanging sheep ~ CLP 16/09/2021 →