Pics and Poems
The moon petals the sea. Rose petals the sea. Stone sea. Stone petals. Rose petals of stone. Stone rising before me. Sea moves. How moves...
extract from the poem Koi by John Burnside All afternoon we've wandered from the pool to alpine beds and roses ...
Hello everyone who follows David King (My Father). On behalf of the family this post is to let you know that Dad sadly passed away, peacefu...
Party Time : amuse - or lose - your friends this XMAS
It all depends, you see, how you go about it. And that I cannot tell you, for that will be dictated by you and by you knowing your friends...
Eliot : Disturbing the Universe
This post has in a sense been handed to me by two or three responses to my post On not getting it. In the course of discussing how a reade...
Saturday, 4 December 2010
(lifted - almost verbatim - from a reader's letter in
smokers get the nudge
tobacco companies the wink -
A paper fit for use in ablutions
5 December 2010 at 20:21
5 December 2010 at 22:30
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