Month: May 2025
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31 May: The Old Woman With No Cat
The Old Woman’s Unwritten Rules let the crow steal.it’s not theft if it wants to be lost.(this applies to buttons,grief, and the last biscuit.) feed the robin sunlight.if it sings, you owe it nothing.if it doesn’t,you still owe it nothing.that’s the trick of love. when the neighbour’s cat knocks over the milk,blame the wind.the wind…
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30 May: The Old Woman With No Cat
The Old Woman Adopts a Shoplifting Seagull(or legal ambiguities in avian acquisition) the seagull crash-landson the old woman’s porch,a half-eaten baguette clamped in its beak,and a co-op receipt trailing from one foot. “it’s not stealing,” explains the crow,“it’s wealth redistribution.” the cat (still not hers, but always judgey)flicks a biscuit crumb at the bird:“that’s a…
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29 May: A Thursday Door
The Door in Dijon It waits — not with grace, but grit in the grain,a hush between hinges where histories stall.Lichen writes secrets in cursive, slow bloom.The brass bruises light, but holds to the shape.Somewhere inside, dust rehearses its fall.You listen. The lock is a wound that remembers. Reflection for “The Door in Dijon” There…
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29 May: The Old Woman With No Cat
The Old Woman’s Aural Misadventure the hearing aid screeches—a tea kettle of sonic absurdity.“did you say Qatar?” the old woman barksat the neighbour’s garage band, “because The Thrill Is Goneis not what you’re playing.” the cat (now an audio technician)flicks an ear toward the amplifier’s wail:“diagnosis: feedback or CIA broadcast.prescription: more cowbell.” the crow drops…
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28 May: Ten Things of Thankful
Really, truly, in no particular order: 3. Rain. But not much. Every drop helps. 15ml according to rain gauge. Be thankful, woman. In the meantime, laundry dried on the line in the late spring sunshine. 6. A young magpie flew into the greenhouse (glasshouse) where I grow tomatoes and cucumbers and chilli peppers. The garden…
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28 May: The Old Woman With No Cat
Part 2: The Cat Explains Shorting Futures to the Old Woman the cat—still not hers,and never will be—strikes a dow-er poseand explains shorting. “you borrow a tuna can today (worth 10),sell it immediately,then wait for the price to crash to 5.you buy back the same can for 5,return it to the lender,and pocket the difference.”…
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27 May: The Old Woman With No Cat
Part 1: The Old Woman and the Cost of Living Crisis the cat stares at its empty bowl,then at the old woman,then at the shrivelling pile of kibbleshe dares to call “dinner.” “it’s economics,” she sighs.“everything costs more now—even regret.” the cat, unimpressed,slides a crumpled grocery receipt her way: explain this.item #4: tuna, premium –…
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26 May: Glimmourne – The Liturgy
8 of 27 Glimmourne – The Poem – The ache of beauty that betrays you Oh, it shines—not like sunlight,but like a knife turned just so,flashing a promise it never meant to keep. It is the stage-light’s lie:the kind that makes rot look like texture,makes hunger look like art. (You’ll know it by how it…
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26 May: A Six – The Book of 27
#8 of 27: Glimmourne – A Colour Once Felt, Not Seen #8 of 27: Glimmourne – The ache of beauty that betrays you She stands in the back corridor after the show, still wearing the silk-and-lace dress the audience said made her look like fire, smiling the way they taught her—teeth, dimples, neck exposed like…
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24.05: A Cadralor Poem
The Crow Did Not AnswerI.In the market, a man with no shoestrades a step for a story.He says his mother was lightningand his father a lie.I give him a coin. He weeps. We call it even. II.The cactus blooms at midnight—pale as breath in winter,a slow exhale from the edge of something sharp.I dream of…
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