Monthly Archives: August 2012

12 poems 12 pictures

I have moved from Facebook, to Twitter, to my current favourite time eater Tumblr. There is something about an image, especially a beautiful image, that brings a warm light to the day. I started with images, reblogging other peoples beauty. … Continue reading

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What heat does to you

The suns light is bright, The suns heat is strong. There have been forest fires near Lacanau. I day dream of a place by the sea. Where the only noise is the ocean and the breeze. Such a photograph is … Continue reading

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Here to there and back to here

I might take a mid-afternoon bath. It would be a pure indulgence. Remind me of the spa hotel in Portugal, where we took to the sauna and jacuzzi, after swimming in the sea and pool. Outdoors the metal and wooden … Continue reading

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How change becomes

Today I did much the same as I did last Thursday. Tomorrow I will do much the same as I did last Friday, and the Friday before that. A year ago things were very similar also. Today my book on … Continue reading

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On the lookout for time

I reblog a few photographs on Tumblr. Less occassionally I post photographs of my own. Most days I post a reworked poem and find someone else’s image to give it zing. I follow lots of people and quite a few … Continue reading

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Working Type

The breeze blows through the trees, gently the leaves wave. A brief interlude. Thoughts on which direction next to take. Who am I writing to. Am I writing simply for myself. There was a moment, yesterday, when I thought that only … Continue reading

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Finding Traces, Making Marks

The grant didn’t come through. How did I feel. I felt annoyed. That’s how I felt Insufficient experience of this kind of work they said. They might have said, too much experience, knows how to organise effectively, an outsider, don’t … Continue reading

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