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L3 (Day 60): On The Quay
It is six p.m. and the day’s light withdraws reluctantly at the ignition of the street lamps. Fish are snapping through the meniscus of the Wensum. They leave soft rippling circles that are eventually smoothed by the thickening dusk. Another lighter, but cold day. ~ CLP 07/03/2021 →
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On Imagination
Does a line exist between memory and dream? You are still with me ~ CLP 05/03/2021 →
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L3 (Day 56): Inside
There was no need to exceed the boundaries of my home today. Mend and make do with what food I found. There is a whole world out there, I know, but most of it is closed and I had plenty of work here. To bed at 01:00 GMT. I hear birds singing on the hillside, →
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On The River
Mirrored by the Wensum these old wharves hold lives now held in suspension. ~ CLP 27/02/2021 →
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L3: (Day 52) Under the Moon
Brightest of night’s lights! As this dusty disc bowls past who polishes your heart? ~ CLP 27/02/2021 →
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On Ash Wednesday
After the pancakes I resolve to abstain from life’s little pleasures ~ n.b. I think that I may have run out of things to give up since the first lockdown, but I’ll give Lent a go, I have nothing left to lose. CLP 17/02/2021 →
Journey of Words 