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Poems on the Page's Margin
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Poems on the Page's Margin. The Top Author Blogs. The Girl Who liked to Be Cheerful. Poems on the Page's Margin. Dick Jones' Patteran Pages. Far From the Madding Crowd. Poetry and Poets in Rags- Rus Bowden. Baffin Island Resort and Spa. Between you and me. Miporadio: where poetry tunes in. MOliver-Lip-Syncing A Vast Terrain. On Quiet Grief: An Oxymoron. On Quiet Grief: An Oxymoron. On Quiet Grief: An Oxymoron. Scanning ( September 2004). Technology and gel define your foetal curve:. Nun, rock climber?
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North of Reality: April 2014
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Wednesday, April 30, 2014. Politician in the glare. Chooses it’s demise. Mortality is one ending. They reach their natural climax and. I'm sad to realize that the books-worth. Of characters, who were with me just. One moment ago, are gone. Northern landscape and memories —. Of all those exciting memories. Tuesday, April 29, 2014. You Gotta Hide Your Sonnet Away. In this click-away world. Romeo looks for porn on. His i-pad and Juliet brushes. Up on her icons and. Trashes the Biebs forever. Age As A Word.
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North of Reality: May 2014
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Thursday, May 15, 2014. 4 Shall We Three Meet. Again to discuss cinquain, how. Trains meld with forests and. The web wine spins widdershins. Around the minutes of a. A song, or perhaps drumbeat,. A cartel of lyrics supporting love,. The flavour of decisions, the. Sounds when an argument dies —. Shall we three dissect. Meaning of each motion when. The way your eyes reflect. The past, the manner of your. Hair, your smile, your memories. A plucked guitar, so sharp and. Clear one moment and the next. Was to ...
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North of Reality: Shadow
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Thursday, May 21, 2015. Of light and weeded. A memory, the small nick points. Tumbling through an almost. Like when the wordless sun. Consumed two hours between. Wine at four and the battle of six. So much uninterpreted noise. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). San Juan, Peurto Rico. Autumn Colours, East Ontario. Land of the long white cloud. Winter, Quebec City. 1HWF: Photography, The Other Passion. 2CS: Talk Talk, Carol's Blog. 6PC: Far From The Madding Crowd. 7RB: Clattery MacHinery On Poetry.
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North of Reality: March 2014
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Friday, March 28, 2014. I Leave Notes To Myself About Music I’ve Heard. After all, what is sound but memory,. Misplaced regurgitation, reflex reaction to. A slant of moonlight, the way shadows. Have learned the dance, the end of a game of. Hide and go seek, a bee, river, sleep,. Trees dancing with wind, scattered leaves. On a November road, a sigh. When we dance, who controls the metronome? I ask myself that, in the middle of. A twist which shows me the bar, then the table. Repeat until the music stops.
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Far From the Madding Crowd: May 2015
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Far From the Madding Crowd. Music and poetry—two sides of the same coin. Sunday, May 31, 2015. I suppose a nasty weather day was bound to happen eventually. Even so, I consider us lucky. We left Ghent at about 10 am (are you sensing a pattern here? So even though the riding weather wasn't quite as kind as it has been, we still managed to have quite a nice day. Certainly, arriving to a luxury hotel makes things a lot easier. Tomorrow is our last long ride. Kind of hard to believe this amazing ...In a sens...
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Far From the Madding Crowd: January 2012
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Far From the Madding Crowd. Music and poetry—two sides of the same coin. Tuesday, January 31, 2012. Photo credit: Kazi Hirok. And so I come to the end of the first month of my “Resolution 2012” project. The result? Kind of entry, and there were only five days that I wrote fewer than 200 words. Then of course I wrote a number blog posts. With five posts here at Far From the Madding Crowd. Wednesday, January 11, 2012. And pick up a few bottles of scotch. It’s the best place I’ve found to bu...This Christma...
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Far From the Madding Crowd: Rain
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Far From the Madding Crowd. Music and poetry—two sides of the same coin. Sunday, May 31, 2015. I suppose a nasty weather day was bound to happen eventually. Even so, I consider us lucky. We left Ghent at about 10 am (are you sensing a pattern here? So even though the riding weather wasn't quite as kind as it has been, we still managed to have quite a nice day. Certainly, arriving to a luxury hotel makes things a lot easier. Tomorrow is our last long ride. Kind of hard to believe this amazing ...
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Far From the Madding Crowd: Changes
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Far From the Madding Crowd. Music and poetry—two sides of the same coin. Monday, June 01, 2015. Tomorrow, we'll take the train into Brussels for one last day of sightseeing. The only essential thing on my agenda is the legendary Cantillon brewery. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Arts and Letters Daily. Art Ross's The Rest is Noise. Poetry and Poets in Rags. P and P in Rags, the blog. Awesome Inc. template. Powered by Blogger.