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Ashwine Liturgy – The Book of 27
2 of 27: Ashwine – a Colour once felt, not seen—the warmth you almost touched I. The Almost Ashwine is not the fire—but the embers you hesitated to hold,the glow that lingeredon your palms a second too longbefore you let the night take it. It smells like pages pressed closedfor centuries—rosewater,dust, and secrets that waitedwithout…
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The Old Woman With No Cat
The Old Woman Asks What Day It Is – (a kitchen inquiry) PAD: Day 21 the robin(possibly ghost,possibly just vibing)pauses mid-worm,cocks its head,and recites: “today is yesterday’s dinnerplus tomorrow’s to-do listdivided by the cat’s nap schedule.” the old womansquints at the calendar—a relic smudged with coffee ringsand one bloodstain(jam—probably). “so… monday?” the crowdrops a stolen…
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21.04 The Old Woman With No Cat
THE BOOK OF ALEPH ON BROKEN VASESfrom The Book of Spades, Chapter 11: Fragments & Their Afterlives journey’s end…the old woman’s favourite vase—a constellation nowof Swedish porcelain shards—is catalogued thusly: Item #7.3.1Vase (blue and white, chipped rim).Shattered by: cat(motive: gravitational poetry).Current state: 1,022 fragments (minimum).See also: kintsugi,if you believebroken thingsdeservegoldmore thanair. Beneath, the worm has…
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20.04: The Old Woman With No Cat
The Old Woman and the Scholarly Cat (or, No Matter How You Deny It, The Universe Gives You Cats) [I. THE DENIAL] the old womanwith no catshakes her shiny spadeat the neighbour’s tabby— “I have no cat!I want no cat!” the cat,entirely unbothered,stretches acrossthe Lesser Periwinklelike a poetreclining on laurels, blinks slowly—then quotes The Odyssey(translated, of…
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Veilwake Liturgy: The Book of 27
Author’s Note – Before the Silence This piece began as a liturgy—written not to be published, but to help me find the soul of the Colour called Veilwake, the first of the 27 unnamed Colours in this series. I often write these longform, stream-of-consciousness meditations before shaping the Six Sentence story. They show me what…
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19.04: The Old Woman With No Cat
About The Old Woman Without a Cat The Old Woman and Fridge Archaeology(a Kitchen Liturgy) the old womanpries open the fridge— the cat perchedon her shoulderlike a pirate’s parrot, both squintingat the thing in the crisper:shrivelled, possibly sentient,glowing faintlylike a forgotten godfrom a discount pantheon. is it a potatoor a prophecy? the cat bats itwith…
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18.4: The Old Woman With No Cat
The Cat Responds to Weirdness – (Kitchen Liturgy in a Minor Key) the cat surveys the wreckage—the aftermath of the old woman’s latest experiment: a waffle iron etched with runesand muttering Latin conjugations under its breath;a blender full of salt,sarcasm,and the ghost of Tuesday’s regret;a spoon caught in an existential spin cycle. “this,” the cat…
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18 Apr: Ten Things of Thankful
In no particular order: 1. £65 knocked off the price of switching winter wheels (tyres and alloys) for the summer ones (plus an oil change). 2. A pork loin roast that wasn’t as tough as a shoe and the crackling was perfect. 3. Six more tomato plants set into their permanent summer-long positions. 4. A…
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17.04: The Old Woman With No Cat
About The Old Woman Without a Cat The Old Woman Receives Three Cheers(A Kitchen Liturgy) the old womancatches her wordsin her cupped palms— a warmthshe can’t quite name,like finding a forgotten cookiein the pocketof last winter’s coat. the neighbor’s cat(now a licensed emotion translator)purrs the messageinto Morse code: dot dot dash—you. matter. comma. the crow,ever…
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15.04: Poem-a-Day Challenge
Sestina for the Cliffs at Beachy Head Here, where the chalk cliffs meet the endless blue,I walk to shed the weight of thought, to standlike wind-struck grass—alive, yet barely touched.The lighthouse spins its scarlet warning—brightagainst the tide’s slow gnaw, the edge’s creed:what falls—will rise again in salt and light. No prayer but this: the gulls’…
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