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Louie While still a teenager myself I was paid to look after three young children while their parents – both directors of an independent family bank...
THE SQUID SISTERS – Part 1 Jinli, Leicester Square was stifling and swamped with tourists. There were beads of sweat popping out all over the bright...
Dipping low over the snow shore the coins fell from my eyes Cutting through the drifts were blades of evanescent light Spectres reared speechless as...
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An enchanting story, Marica.
Posted on Sun, 16 Apr 2023
An enchanting story, Marica. Is it a recollection? Did you once make a space where you and your grandson sat and painted still-lives of fruit, taking big bites to reward yourselves? I'd love to know - and to think that he still remembers XX
A beautiful poem, Marcia. One of your best.Your direct, economical use of words and clarity of thought deliver a poignant message that we can all relate to.
I too have a particular cousin whom I cherish very much!
And the same is true of a painting revealed by its maker to other eyes, or a song shared for the first time with an audience. The wish of most creators is that their artwork, once liberated, will continue its life in the hearts and minds of...
This poignant poem is your way coming to terms with the sad unravelling of the one you love. This is something many of us will have to face. I found it terribly moving.
There are so many lovely lines. "What is is present, gone. What might...
We feel the maternal pleasure it gives you to spell out loud the letters of your daughter's name, like a magical incantation: "sweetest of letters sounded slow in wisps of air". "In gentle roll as ebb and flow arches in on itself" brings to mind...
An enchanting story, Marica.
Posted on Sun, 16 Apr 2023
An enchanting story, Marica. Is it a recollection? Did you once make a space where you and your grandson sat and painted still-lives of fruit, taking big bites to reward yourselves? I'd love to know - and to think that he still remembers XX
Read full commentPosted in Fruits in the Attic. (Ip) by MarciaMarcia
Well painted evocative. You
Posted on Sun, 23 Oct 2022
Well painted evocative. You didn't need a camera.
Read full commentPosted in When You Wish You’d Brought Your Camera
Point taken, Insertponcey. I
Posted on Fri, 21 Oct 2022
Point taken, Insertponcey. I've only included the song title.
Read full commentPosted in THE SQUID SISTERS - Part 2
A gem of a poem that I'd
Posted on Tue, 15 Jun 2021
A gem of a poem that I'd overlooked. Powerful and vivid.
Read full commentPosted in stuff of life ip
A beautiful poem, Marcia. One
Posted on Mon, 09 Aug 2021
A beautiful poem, Marcia. One of your best.Your direct, economical use of words and clarity of thought deliver a poignant message that we can all relate to.
I too have a particular cousin whom I cherish very much!
Read full commentPosted in Time’s Travel
And the same is true of a
Posted on Sat, 24 Jul 2021
And the same is true of a painting revealed by its maker to other eyes, or a song shared for the first time with an audience. The wish of most creators is that their artwork, once liberated, will continue its life in the hearts and minds of...
Read full commentPosted in “of a piece “
A rolling, rhythmic evocation
Posted on Wed, 21 Jul 2021
A rolling, rhythmic evocation of life's cyclic, branching dance through time - as natural as nature.
Read full commentPosted in a fork in the road. IP. By MarciaMarcia
This poignant poem is your
Posted on Thu, 10 Jun 2021
This poignant poem is your way coming to terms with the sad unravelling of the one you love. This is something many of us will have to face. I found it terribly moving.
Read full commentThere are so many lovely lines. "What is is present, gone. What might...
Posted in The Breach
Oh darling, I know how much
Posted on Sun, 07 Jun 2020
Oh darling, I know how much you adored your little Irie. May she play forever in your garden.
Perhaps it is a little comforting that this was picked as Poem of the Month, and to know that somehow, somewhere, Irie is very pleased for you!
Read full commentPosted in Iriecat
We feel the maternal pleasure
Posted on Mon, 20 Jan 2020
We feel the maternal pleasure it gives you to spell out loud the letters of your daughter's name, like a magical incantation: "sweetest of letters sounded slow in wisps of air". "In gentle roll as ebb and flow arches in on itself" brings to mind...
Read full commentPosted in my child...my D..o..r..o..th..y
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