My mind is full of rhinoceros words. They move through the long, dry grass with a monster tread and paw with an angry snort at the ground in my head...
Sally O’ Malley had one silly folly that kept her from doing her job. For years she had swooned and her heart had ballooned at the vision of Porcupine Bob.
The owl, with moth-dust wings, Flew on the snowy air, Past silky trees And over sleeping fields Where Saxon gold lay buried Like a prayer. His wings as wide as time, He stilled the night;
I wondered if your memory of it is the same now that you have put it into words? I love all the small detail you put into your poems and how those small things can trigger a memory and one leads to another. I liked it a lot but for some reason...
Hello. I had to go for a quick log in to say what a glorious read this is. NOt quite sure what a jibberwak is, sorry, but I could see the night clearly and the words like a voiceover moving through it. I loved the long sentences and the bizarre...
Likewise. I liked the bit
Posted on Fri, 12 Sep 2014
Likewise. I liked the bit about the strong spirit in the frail body. That strength won't leave you.
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I wondered if your memory of
Posted on Sun, 02 Feb 2014
I wondered if your memory of it is the same now that you have put it into words? I love all the small detail you put into your poems and how those small things can trigger a memory and one leads to another. I liked it a lot but for some reason...
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Hello. I had to go for a
Posted on Tue, 22 Oct 2013
Hello. I had to go for a quick log in to say what a glorious read this is. NOt quite sure what a jibberwak is, sorry, but I could see the night clearly and the words like a voiceover moving through it. I loved the long sentences and the bizarre...
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