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23 November: Found Poetry
But First … he said, you must become a poet.Wings in flight, to livein dreams amongst stars.Infinity amid silence. 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…
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22 November: Found Poetry
Mother and Child To be good out of fear, This is not out of love.This is not Our religionOr humility.A whole soul or A whole 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…
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21 November: Found Poetry
Friends There was a friend,a forever face,clear as water and roses. Monday, we were friends.Tuesday, we were languageexploringthe meaning of each other. We were beginners. 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…
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20 November: Usaquen Street Vendor
I took this photo five years ago in the Usaquen District of Bogotá, Colombia. He was selling jewellery – speaking with customers in an easy, comfortable way, his back resting against the white-washed wall of a churchyard. I remember thinking this was probably the most visually perfect man I’d ever seen. And then close by,…
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20 November: Found Poetry
The Letter T This heart can never love enough.The more wine I drink,The more I want.This is not difficultTo understand. 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…
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19 November: She Without Name
She Without Name You know that time between dreaming and waking, when you roll over and your dyne starts for floor, but there’s still enough covering your legs to keep yourself on the side of being covered … Well, that’s when she arrived. She’s white as northern new snow that sparkles like laughing stars, and…
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19 November: Sunday’s Recommendation
This Sunday’s recommendation is The Sicilian Storyteller’s in-depth article with backstory about Billy Joe MacAllister jumping off the Tallahatchie Bridge. This just happens to be one of my all time favourite songs. Stop by, have a read, say Hi, and I’ll see you again next Sunday. ….. Read More Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and…
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19 November: Found Poetry
The Letter A And light boiled overAnd never cooled.And I hung a signAbove the door to my heartAs my roots wasted awayAs my wings slippedAnd punctured. 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…
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18 November: A Dance Beyond
A Dance Beyond We’ll dance over the sun,amongst the weeds and red dust, dance with the backdoor hangingon one hinge. We’ll dance light as a moth’s wing.Dance our way into sunset’s throat as it beats upon our senses, an old drum-plucked strut. Skirts in a twirl, hand-fanning music,and feet feathered beat. We’ll dance to the…
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18 November: Found Poetry
Collection It grows and deepens.Serenity.You can never have enough Intoxicatedon the spirits of blossom Make a collection of such words,you can never have enoughdevine madness 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…
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