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23 January: Found Poetry
It drags at you from behind,and the more you look to rears, the more you abandon yourself.You disappear, and are forgotten. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Wounded by Love, The Life and Wisdom of St Porphyrious, First published in…
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22 January: Found Poetry
And then you possess happiness.It was good to talk and walk,just short stepsto peacefor a short while. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Wounded by Love, The Life and Wisdom of St Porphyrious, First published in English 2005. ISBN 978-960-7120-19-9.…
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21 January: Sunday’s Recommendation
This Sunday I’m highlighting one of my favourite poets: Peter Frankis at Peter Frankis Writeswho spins poetic about the arrival of summer. Peter is Australia, so while we up “north” freeze and scrape ice off the car windscreen, Peter is heading for the beach with a thousand other like-minded people. I hope you enjoy his…
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21 January: Found Poetry
Light was the first to move.It was calm, an undertow when it moved,and light inherited light.It left its broad markon those old deceptions,and as a consequence,no one entered with virtue. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Wounded by Love, The…
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20 January: Found Poetry
Life’s Fire The fire of love,the fire of sacrifice, the heart ever calm,peaceful as the rule of water. It is not the book of life.It is life. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Wounded by Love, The Life and Wisdom…
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20 January: Her Sentinel Trees
Her Sentinel Trees These are her sentinel trees,watchers of her comings and goings.It’s the second Friday of the month,frost holding the air low and steadyas she leans back against a birch tree. She, once a child of its slow growingseed says to the tree, tell me a storyabout a young woman who ran awayto the…
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19 January: Found Poetry
He listens to music. Its protests and complaint.Its torments and prostrations. His music is a contortion and it penetrates his heart. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Wounded by Love, The Life and Wisdom of St Porphyrious, First published in…
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18 January: A Thursday Door
When no door becomes a door. Bushboy (Brian Dodd) shares photos of doors, but not just any doors. Spectacular doors from his journeys. Dan’s Thursday Doors opened the door on this. I love doors of all sorts. I’ve trawled through my holiday snaps and found a few to share. ©Misky 2024 Shared on X #amwriting @bushboywhotweet and @DAntion
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18 January: Postmortem on a Dead Poet’s Desk
A Postmortem on a Dead Poet’s Desk This room was my poverty,my turnpike,crumpled papers and rough scrawl.Piles of A4 lined paper, and smudged scraps and fragmentswind-blown left and right for this postmorteminto a poet’s notebooks, into drawers,and ink splashes on her desk,and if ink be bloodas it is to a surgeon’s knife, then this woman…
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17 January: Found Poetry
Night’s Speed We are not aware of time passing,night’s time flies at different speed.Not the speed of fragrance.Nor an incense nose. And we wokewithout an alarm clock,rose to the stillness of quiet stars. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Wounded…
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