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alpine peak
I don’t do skiingNot that slither and slidePick up speedBounce, twist, swooshy thingI don’t need the rushOf hurtling downhillJust to go back upTo do it again, againTake my hand until spring comeswe’ll dancethrough fresh pasturelie on a daisy carpetimpress grass angelsin meadowslisten to cow bellsting off the pineslaugh as we break throughthe clinging skin of →
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winter blackbird
what do you think you are playing at?three a.m. on a December Saturdaysinging like it’s a summer dawn?the Sun doesn’t rise for another five hoursit’s been gone for elevenwhat do you think you’re playing at? ~ CLP 16/12/2023 →
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unbearable
in measured toneswith reasonable languagethese two men adopt a stolid stanceexplain nothing will deflecteach from their stated purposeirrespective of distractionsthe cries of infants orphanedthe tears of grieving mothersthe pleas of widowsanger of widowersvengeful vows from sons and daughterswho will ensure peace will not cometo Palestine or Ukrainefor generations ~ n.b. Whether a daily press briefing →
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on Ukraine
“Someday this war will end”soldiers will become civviesflowers sprout from graves~ CLP 12/12/2023 →
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Mr Johnson, I presume
Uhmmm. Aaargh. Well. No, no, no.Well. Aaargh. Uhmmm. But, but, but. What, what, what, what you have to un, un, understandUhmmm. Aaargh. Well. No, no, no.Well. Aaargh. Uhmmm. But, but, but.You, you, you need to appreciate the con, con, contextUhmmm. Aaargh. Well. No, no, no.Well. Aaargh. Uhmmm. But, but, but.I, I, I have given you →
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on Ukraine
Illia KyvaShot by a person unknown Lies in Moscow Park ~ n.b. While the winter grips the throats of soldiers, (who, may I remind you, are the sons of mothers), the SBU go hunting for those who have promoted this war against their own. CLP 05/12/2023 →
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on Ukraine
now, in other newswinter comes to clog the wheelsfurniture in fire ~ n.b. Days into years, years into tears. CLP 11/11/2023 →