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The Coracle Oracle
Uncalled for, after he’d gone, his boat made its rudderless journey home. Just big enough for him alone, a bobbing empty shell from which the kernel...
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Windsock at the Cheese Factory
There is a windsock at the cheese factory to warn when the cheddar cheese breeze is blowing far too hard, to mark our cards about low-flying...
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A Ghost Is Born
I am a gasp of wind which wants to beg admittance, having no ambition but to be inside, where she waits, her who can see what is not there and stares...
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Green Man
What you thought a living halo of ivy amid the woodwork, was sandstone carved at a dizzy cathedral height, laureate head disgorging greenery, still...
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Trencrom Hill
Running down the hillfort’s flank, pockets full of wind thrift apples, fleeing from the small hound that has latched onto my shadow, the shades of...
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