Monthly Archives: April 2015

things I took and things I left

tea by the window watching a blackbird chuck moss clumps from a gutter beakful after beakful dregs the air on West Walk cold bright as minted silver the sea fraying at its lace edges no footprints the colour of that … Continue reading

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Overheard in the newsagent’s

it’s like that woman ………………….Carla something her with the monogrammed eyebrows I know exactly who ………………….and what she means……………………………….love how that dropped stitch information has been ravelled up ……………….afresh my mother did that ………………..always fitting new words …………………………….to the closest … Continue reading

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lovesong for a sleeping child

when I have combed and carded all the clouds I’ll weave a greywhite blanket for your bed   when I have ravelled up the sky I’ll spin the silk of it to soft blue sheets   and all the sun … Continue reading

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What to do when everything tastes of stupid.

all the soup in this place    ………..is vaguely tan no matter what they call it   ………it tastes of swede stretched overheads?         …………a cook who can’t? I give it a wide berth       … Continue reading

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Flick weed and other difficulties

my neighbour’s new                       ..to gardening but believes it to be therapeutic    .works in the NHS                           … Continue reading

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Conversation by the lych gate

Peter touches on the spirit of the place the light the space …………………….the cube of air held in these pale stones …………………..grey and lavender it’s good here ……………………………I’ve lived in places that looked fine but felt nasty ……………………………one place in … Continue reading

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Inconsequential events in Sidmouth

because I was not wearing my glasses I thought it said the proper way to eat a frog because I was not wearing my glasses the coins slipped into a not slot     and rolled and rolled and there was … Continue reading

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