Category: Journal
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12 July: Journal of Thoughts from Last Week
A Journal of Thoughts from Last Week The I In It She’s a Seven Nation Army How much of that dayshould I hope to remember …. the warm dust rising behind the carmy mother’s outthrust chinmy mother’s instructional glance her suntanned skinher leaf-brown hair another dress from the same pattern…. but different fabric…. she’s yellow…
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11 July: Journal of Thoughts from Last Week
A Journal of Thoughts from Last Week The I In It The 11:31 Train to London She laughsand sendssunlight into every passenger’s heart on this train heading for London Bridge, its whistleblowinglike a gale at every crossing,and there’s rain again, thatching, etchingwindows,and she laughs once more, it warmsthe fabric of wintery summer mornings, she wears…
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10 July: Journal of Thoughts from Last Week
A Journal of Thoughts from Last Week(a quadrille of 44-words sans title) A Perfect Art knee-deep, wading a chalk stream for crayfish, boys reining in summer days, summer shorts and t-shirts haven’t seen the skyline for days through the trees, the weight of water skims their skin, chills their hands and makes for memories and…
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9 July: A Journal of Thoughts from Last Week
A Happy Madness For Elaine this garden of slackened souls,I throw colour at it, fling pinky thingsinto its tangled weave of lavender that sleeps sedateas an ancient cat, and the ivy triesto blindly entangle the moon but that girl was my happy madnesswhere grass wouldn’t grow without me Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI,…
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7 July: Journal of Thoughts From Last Week
Insight I’ll be okaylistening to strange dialects of birds, listening to rain’s descentbefore earth stops its fall, the sound of a hand pullinga bow across strings or the sound of soft finger padspressing ivory, or hearing wind shiver the trees and knowingclouds always race with the sky. Although I will miss seeinga la fée verte…
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6 July: Seven Little Bits
Seven Little Bits 1.Mum inherited her mum’s crystal vase, who inherited it from her mum, and my sister has it now, although it’s not Victorian, which is what Mum said it was, and it’s not crystal either, but it is a vase unless you pour milk in it, in which case it’s a milk bottle.…
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1 July: Journal of Thoughts from Last Week
A Journal of Thoughts from Last Week The U in Us When All Was Still he fought the moonwith his black hair, and black eyes,like a stormin his head,like lightningscrawling the sky, and he was heavywith fallen stars, and singing songs to tide the skywith reedy flutes,and he chiseled mistinto hallow air. artwork is created…
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30 June: Journal of Thoughts from Last Week
A Journal of Thoughts from Last Week The I In It Flare and Falter some daysare like goinghome, demands on memory and other daysas light as rain. easy, buteven rainleaves its mark. like a mother’stears, weepingwith no end or beginning.skin hasmemory and some scarsrise uplike saints and demandreverence Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI,…
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28 June: Journal of Thoughts from Last Week
A Journal of Thoughts from Last WeekThe I In ItAtrocityI am sitting in the shade, light-headed as helium, the sun is stove-hot, it thinks it’s a sphinxian bastionand a magpie is shouting vulgarities at me – in a praxis of complaint all becauseI’ve not refilled the birdbath. Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and…
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25 June: Journal of Thoughts from Last Week
A Journal of Thoughts from Last WeekThe I In ItAdvances and Retreatson such a praeter naturam day I am lingering in the murmur of her slow rising heat, a swimming distillation, and on this day of retreat, I stir in protection, clockwise, into phantoms of thunder and the crackling of craft, and what I remember…
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