The sun plays hide-and-seek among hilltop treesfiring its paintball light onto the valley water,inventing strange angles and impossible colours while shadow ice coats cracking valley wallslike deep-sea teethanchored in cold blood and geese skate like beginners down the canal,breaking the fragile…
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Yesterday I took a brief trip back to my childhood – to those warm and sunny days before the climate changed and someone invented speed cameras and drink-driving, and when you could motor down all the streets in my home…
Bob Dylan once said: “I accept chaos. I’m not sure whether it accepts me.” He wasn’t speaking about the COVID regulations at the time, but his comment seems particularly appropriate as the virus-plagued summer of 2020 turns to mysterious autumn. …
Archangels fall from the sky as autumn tiptoes in: they defend the faithful from invisible foes, holding back the bitter rain and the onslaught of dragons All this has happened before, when the stars changed colour, shifted to red and…
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