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i like your images of the
Posted on Wed, 04 Dec 2019
i like your images of the landscape, also how you link accent with water - sea, rain, mists, phlegm (!) How language like water is everywhere, acid or soft, salt or sweet, in the air, on the ground (page?) in us.The last lines I thought were...
Read full commentPosted in A Slip of the Mother Tongue
Posted on Sat, 30 Nov 2019
"low glinting golden" I love the long vowels in this! Like sunbeams
"winter evening sunshine" and this line is nippy
"brightening bricks" and the immediate idea of cosiness here
"dusk falls, then darkness
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Posted in The End of a Brighter November Day
yes, it was the turn of
Posted on Thu, 28 Nov 2019
yes, it was the turn of phrase :0) Voting for Sod's Law
Read full commentPosted in The Stealth of Great Misfortune
I love the sound of "jostle a
Posted on Sun, 24 Nov 2019
I love the sound of "jostle a sway", jostle a shut in sort of word and sway wide open, and "tell their lie and seem to glide away" the repetition of "l" sounds and then the drift of "away". They conjure up ripples and movement
And I...
Read full commentPosted in Night River
I sympathise with you about
Posted on Tue, 26 Nov 2019
I sympathise with you about seeing your forest cut down, it is soul wrenching! I hope it will not be a large chunk..
I liked the idea of sunsets being ancient, the sun has seen everything
Read full commentPosted in Canadian Woods
Enjoyed this very much
Posted on Thu, 21 Nov 2019
Enjoyed this very much
Read full commentPosted in Mars
It is so strange how memories
Posted on Tue, 19 Nov 2019
It is so strange how memories from long ago can suddenly be the central subject of a dream, as if sleeping is like a fruit machine and the memories are the fruit, some stay the same, like where you are from, but others can whizz round and round...
Read full commentPosted in A Mid Night Dream
The idea of being the moon's
Posted on Sun, 17 Nov 2019
The idea of being the moon's puppet is scary. But also the implication that when bleeding stops the strings are cut, leaving us adrift as if lost in a desert.
As always with your poems I feel enriched with gorgeous images. I love "frozen...
Read full commentPosted in Repression
"knives of light"
Posted on Thu, 15 Nov 2018
"knives of light"
"Their torches cut through each other and bound intermittently, a single phosphorous beacon within the inky void"
"Time was a fallacy; he was stepping in and out of decades unhindered and in each one he was blind,...
Read full commentPosted in Aura (20)
Well done capturing such a
Posted on Mon, 11 Nov 2019
Well done capturing such a tiny elusive creature :0) I liked your contrast of the carefree bird and all the effort and stress of taking its photo, but you did it! And now the reader gets a wonderful snapshot of photographer/poet and treecreeper :...
Read full commentPosted in An Obliging Treecreeper
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