I sit on a low benchwaiting for the first drops of rain,enjoying the warm stillness before the storm Birds head for the trees,but I am not worried:I can see the housebetween the cedars A few steps are all it will take:white…
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I have a new home. By “home” I don’t mean a house I own or rent, but an area where I feel at home, I know where I am and am familiar enough with the immediate area to be comfortable. One…
The tide slides in again,creeps into the car park,curves gracefully round the green islandbeside the point Creation strolls pastchained to strange beastspulled this way and thatgoing nowhere:giants stand on the horizoneating beetles Abandoned boats sink slowlyinto the marsh:the battered bridge…
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Like many people, I stopped watching the news on television. Not because I was getting it off TikTok, Instagram, Facebook and Twitter, but initially because if I saw one more scientist standing at a podium next to the Prime Minister,…