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1.04: Six Trifecta: The Last Days
Beyond an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Day 15 Part 1 – Lake Windermere: It Starts Without a Plan It begins, as many days do, without a plan—the sun rising behind the steep, sloping hills in a shade of green too lush for naming—and I stand on the dock,…
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01.04: The Old Woman Without a Cat
The Old Woman Without a Cat the old woman with no cat sitson the garden step in perfect past tense,next to daffodils that are going papery dry and swollen with seeds. she knows she should snap off theirlittle dead heads, leave them headless as if she were a protagonistin a nursery rhyme, but instead she…
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29.03: Found Poetry of Ragnarök c.17
Ragnarök: Found in the Weavers c. 17 Found poetry from ‘The Elder or Poetica Edda now safe I am backin service to my silenceand soft … Suttung svikvinn …speeches whispering roadsthat made room for passingthrough rock… Suttung svikvinn … and I worked doubtinto pay back, intotrue heart’s earthly…
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27.03: A Thursday Door
This is no mere door—it is a sentinel, aged and tucked into the worn skin of Dijon, France, like a scar that refuses to fade. The wood, grained and silvered with time, presses itself inward, not out—a threshold that guards rather than invites. Its latch, rust-gnarled, is less a handle than a warning: not here, not…
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27 March: Ten Things of Thankful
In no particular order: 1. I’m thankful that the footpath leading from the source of the River Mole (this river is West Sussex’s River Styx—it disappears underground and never resurfaces, hence it’s name, Mole)—anyway, the footpath has finally dried in the spring sunshine, and it’s navigable on foot again without slipping. 2. And I’m thankful…
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26.03: Let the Last Breath Linger
Prosery: Let the Last Breath Linger some memories, like thin bells,vanishing, a song faint and low. A summer of being. Thirteen. Surrendering my mornings to the public library—piles of books, biblichor, waiting quiet as secrets. Quiet as a librarian’s finger to her lips: shush. I devoured the Dewey Decimal System. It became a fiery furnace…
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Remake (revised)
I encourage anyone with an interest in music to move their little mouse to Breaking Boundaries, and ‘subscribe’ so you don’t miss any of the posts. This particular post features a brilliantly done ‘cover’. Go listen. In music Remake is an alternative version of a song by other than its original performer. Although most remakes…
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25 March: A Six – Crossing the Mersey
Beyond an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Day 14 Crossing the Mersey (or The One Without Dialogue) The River Mersey rolls in scrolls against the hull of the Royal Iris ferry, a watery hush stirring Nick’s thoughts—snippets of memory (he looks up at the metallic-grey sky and watches seagulls circling), their…
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23.03: Found Poetry of Ragnarök
The Weavers c. 16 — found poetry from ‘The Elder or Poetica Edda Her joy.He — liking her love.The night to win is won. Frá rifi til dráttar He came watching—waking,burning torches, and yetmorning found her mindshrewd as day. Frá rifi til dráttar She—a bell like thunder,and a chorus of the deadsay nought for thosedrowned…
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21 March: Ten Things of Thankful
In no particular order: I am thankful for … You are invited to the Inlinkz link party! Click here to enter https://fresh.inlinkz.com/js/widget/load.js?id=c0efdbe6b4add43dd7ef Welcome to TToT (Ten Things of Thankful) blog hop! Join bloggers from all over the world as we come together to share those things that we are thankful for. Ten is in the…
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