extract from the poem Koi by John Burnside All afternoon we've wandered from the pool to alpine beds and roses ...
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...
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If I'm not otherwise committed that weekend, I'm definitely up for the challenge... NaNo++ :)
Good for you. I do wish you loads of luck. Apologies for having posted this twice somehow! It seems to have left you isolated.
You didn't do it Dave...evil Blogger did. Hmmm, wonder if there's a novel in that? :)
Interesting idea. And now Rachel isn't here all alone. ;)
You can delete the entry just go to anage your post and select this one to delete it
I am extraordinarily grateful to you for having such faith in me! And yes, I am sure there's a novel in there: evil Blogger, that sounds like a sure-fire winner to me. Go for it!
Yup, but I wouldn't dream of deleting a comment from a Blogger friend!
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