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0708: Everywhere Poems
Beech (in Six Movements) I.under a beech treelook up and understandwhy forests are shrines beneath its green roof,you are never small.you are welcomed. II.before bells marked hours,before churches reached every village,people looked to placeswhere the world breathed deeply. a tree was enough. standing beneath its green,you do not feel small.you feel remembered,as though Earth itselfstill…
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0608: Jimmy Barglefloop
The Legend of Jimmy Barglefloop a six sentence story Everyone assumed Jimmy Barglefloop carried a magnifying glass to search for rare things, but when someone asked, “What do you do all day!” he slipped a smiled into his reply, “I just notice stuff.” All day he wandered marshes enlarging dew on spider silk, warts on…
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0608: A Thursday Door
Photo taken by Spira at At Matera, Italy, and used with permission. This photo: when age doesn’t feel like decay. It feels like accumulation. Dan’s Thursday Doors opened the way to share my love of doors — of all sorts. I’ve trawled through my photos and found a few to share. Bushboy (Brian Dodd) also shares photos…
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0408: Dead Men Don’t Drown
Dead Men Don’t Drown Episode 1 Two ceramic Staffordshire spaniels on my grandmother’s windowsill spent my childhood combing the sea beyond the harbour wall, their glazed eyes fixed beyond a window etched white by salt; one would think they expected the tide to bring somebody back. The sea never stayed outside, its salt creeping into…
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0308: The Liturgy
Liturgy for the Dogs on the Windowsill(Rye Harbour, Sussex: where the sea keeps its secrets) I. The Threshold of SaltThe house faces the harbourthrough windows etched with winter’s salt,the brine of decades pressed into glasslike a watermark of all that has been lost. Salt in the hinges.Salt in the frames.Salt in the hems of curtainsthat…
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0208: Everywhere Poems
A Bit of Untitled Silliness I.Heatwave Lunch Ingredients12 ice cubes. MethodArrange artistically.Serve immediately. Complain gentlyabout the weather. Serves:whoever survives. II. The Conversation “This is not lunch,” he says.“No,” I reply, “but it’s cold.” Everywhere Poems don’t have a subject. They have a starting point and follow wherever attention leads. It’s — go for a walk…
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The Old Woman With No Cat
The Poll Deed Form(Or: A Feline Declaration of Independence) Question 4: Reason for name change. The cat hesitates.Taps the pen.Stares out the window.Sighs — a deep, theatrical sigh,the kind that shifts tectonic platesand alerts the neighbours. Then he writes: “I have outgrown the name I was given by a shed and a previous life.I am…
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0108: Journal of SenHai
Senryuno one thanks the lightstill it keeps its lonely watchuntil every dawn Haikunight after long nightthe lighthouse forgets itselfonly light remains Written for Saturday SenHai #63 Image by Kellen Riggin – Unsplash.com ©Misky 2006-2026.
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0108: Journal of Thoughts
Shifting Blackberriesin the hedgerows, a month early.Again. And still,there’s a manwho saysthese changes are the greatest con ever. Meanwhile: Canada burns,Spain burns,France burns,Crete burns, Wales smokes,Suffolktakes flame, and sixty thousandpress against a border,spill into Ceuta, enteringwhat we still callsafe. The berries ripen.The fires answer. And weargue with weather. BBC: disaster in the making at Ceuta.…
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Ten Things of Thankful
Back home from holiday; laundry done; garden a mess; still hot and dry; glad to be home. 1) Thankful to stand in front of Köln cathedral again, looking upward until the heavens make you dizzy. I wanted to see the interior again, but you need a ticket to enter, and they were all sold out…
