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On Pain ii
Writing your own blog means never having to fear hurt of rejection ~ CLP 19/08/2020 →
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Autumnal
On fields of decapitated barley, the hollow stubble full with last night’s rain, huge straw reels stand askew; great golden wheels left out to dry in the Sun, emitting a musty warmth, while fungi forms in dewy soil on which the geese reconvene to commence their wintery discourse. These large birds’ clacking beaks break into →
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Day 44
The sunlight of recent weeks has been a boon, but these darker days are more in tune with the current mood. Are they reflective of it, or the cause of the recent shift in humour? I realise that the lowering clouds, the loss of the greater space beyond, is matched by the thickening of leaves →
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Faithful Friend
My pet? Ah, yes Stolid, Black Labrador with still vibrant, clumsy tailWe’ve seen some things, eh?We’ve stuck closeThrough thick, thin, thinner and thinning hairWe saw off them off with loveMy departing childrenWe stood at the door side-by-sideAs they leftOne after the other, after the other Saw him off tooWith pots and pans, my best coffee →
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Not Yet Gone
Return to summer Home to strong shadows, warm skin Tingles from nettles . CLP 06/01/2020 →
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Misfortune
. On responding to her direct enquiry Honestly, presuming her sincere interest In what was a matter of the Soul Not just the Heart My very Existence Her follow up shook me “Unlucky” she said As if this had been a card game Or a football match “Unlucky” . CLP 03/01/2020 →