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Story, In Hank's Town
Poem, Cruel World

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just came across your work. will read more. interesting. kind regards, ulrike

The Totally Forgotten Invasion of Britain in 1988!

(Er, I hereby claim citizenship of Australia) England doesn't often get invaded. William the Conqueror achieved the feat, in 1066, of course. And, in the old history of the Dark Ages, Saxon mercenaries deceived High-King Vortigern with a silly trick, involving a beautiful woman, a cow's hide, and several hectares of community property! But that wasn't really an invasion, proper. And, in any case, that's quite a different story!

Alexander Litvinenko murdered, who dies next?

A forty-eight-year-old mother stepped into the lift of a Muscovite apartment block. A contract killer followed her, carrying a Makarov 9mm pistol. Anna Politkovskaya was the most famous investigative journalist in Russia when she was murdered. Her friends, who saw her years earlier when she had been poisoned on her way to cover the Beslan School Siege, or heard about her never-ending steam of death threats, said that Anna was brave beyond belief. And, from what I've read about her, it wouldn't surprise me if Anna Politkovskaya looked without blinking, straight into the Makarov pistol's barrel, as her killer pulled his trigger. As far as I know almost nobody has the kind of courage that she had. And so, at half past four in the afternoon of October 7th 2006, Anna died there, in her lift, with one bullet wound in her torso and another in her skull.

Cruel World

In an age before there was time itself in the Achean Period of Earth's existence was it not sulphur which filled the atmosphere? And did being not issue forth from deleterious surroundings? In the days of Pompeii's splendour Was it not the Roman law of Patria Protestas which extolled the virtues of exposing superfluous newborns in the wilderness to die? But have we not passed into a time now of Brooke's Granchester meadows? Now do we not wonder at Wordworth's lakes? Are we not all now both Swallows and also Amazons? So why now do you beset us with the ravages of Katrina? Why do you send torrents down the streets of New Orleans? Is it to wash away the wretchedness of our existence? Or have we yet to learn that the sulphurous Achean beckons a hedonistic populous with its imminent return?

Lovers

Smooth lips concupiscent curves Nestled within an inner body Musky tingle of electric nerves As forked fingers shear scalps By Patrick Mackeown http://www.bookscape.co.uk/poems/index.php