Privet keeps us private, a green wall around suburban gardens, flat surfaces, right-angled edges, tolerating the most rigid control, because, like all good hedges, it…
Comments closedPrivet keeps us private, a green wall around suburban gardens, flat surfaces, right-angled edges, tolerating the most rigid control, because, like all good hedges, it…
Comments closedi returned to Kilometre Zero where all journeys begin and on the map in the centre of the roundabout underneath where it was written You…
Comments closedWe went to see them digging, real archaeologists excavating a temple the Romans built. It was under a field, not far from our school, and…
Comments closedBorn on Boxing Day a hundred and one years ago, she lived through the Great War that failed to end all wars, the social revolution…
Comments closedIt’s a commonly held belief. a theory by many supposed, that inside every fat person there’s a thin person enclosed. And it’s often been said…
Comments closedThis little pig went down the pub ~~(the other little pig stayed home) this little pig had six pints of lager ~~(the other little pig…
Comments closedHEART, not only are you much taken for granted – how many million beats do you make in one lifetime? and rarely a grumble –…
Comments closedWhen you left this room, or a room somewhat like it, stepping into the light you were dazzled by the sudden brilliance, only gradually coming…
Comments closedheroes should be recognised at birth which would save them the incon venience of a firstname that nobody will want to use,as for example Voltaire…
Comments closedYour town was prosperous, with its paved streets and bath-houses, bars, brothels, mosaics, wall-paintings and graffiti. Your language was alive then, alive as Vulcan was…
Comments closedYou won’t find life too calm, I fear; no IVY-covered cloisters here. Among the things you’ll have to do: make every child feel like a…
Comments closedStill waters, deep, surface like glass reflecting green above; and below are trees, sky, shadows, leaves, sunlight, moving and motionless. Here silent images shimmer now,…
Comments closed1. Into a dull day you came all unexpected. My afternoon shone. 2. Look into my eyes, see my whole world reflected, you at the…
Comments closedThis is my husband, my mother said to the nurse with pride, only she meant me. Everyone in the day-room knew who it was she…
Comments closedI hate sunsets and flowers; I loathe the rolling sea. What matter sunshine or showers? None of it matters to me. I loathe the rolling…
Comments closed“Write fourteen lines on Growing Up, a sonnet,” the teacher told us, “Don’t forget the rhymes must make a pattern; I’ve told you several times.…
Comments closedWhen I was young, winters were so much colder, The snow fell early then, and it fell thickly, It lay for weeks and didn’t thaw…
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