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You reed-bed wave of gold, under still blue tacit, folded in you sleep a million hushing hushing birds. I run through: start all your words into the sky. These waking starlings shout, or murmur, let them fly. An audio version … Continue reading

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To a child crying on the pavement.

Oh child on your little scooter three times you nearly had me over your mother thirty yards behind, child to whom that man was kind as he untangled you from his shin. Child, child welcome in to the world of … Continue reading

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Absence (found).

With ME/CFS, sometimes I get a whole day where I wake up, go through the motions of starting my day (get dressed, make a pot of tea, feed the cats), and then I sit down … and the day just … Continue reading

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From Bukowski’s “The Genius Of The Crowd”

beware the average man the average woman beware their love, their love is average seeks average but there is genius in their hatred there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you to kill anybody not wanting solitude not … Continue reading

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