you dreamt this, she said. i had a trick involving string, a snide loop, a special knot. i had learned it from my dad - seen it once in 1970 something. every magician needs an assistant, be they beautiful or a drunken old shepherd with hoof coloured teeth and field hands. but he had a … Continue reading Bloodline
The windows, the clouds, the words and the worlds - fictional and literal, were full of rain. I wonder, do American clouds look the same?
birmingham hummingbird - (alabaman breeze): night-flyer. The reeve of the ruff is a pond wader. sky/w/riter. John Gordon (1890-1974): editor-in-chief of the Sunday Express, 1928-1952. 'As a junior reporter he took carrier pigeons to football games to ensure the results were reported quickly. (Gordon) introduced the first crossword puzzles and features on … Continue reading Pond Wader.
aired on the evening, his words are battle scarred and breathless, barely heard. but the floor, i note, begins to shadow.
It was suggested recently that we could start to wear a tee shirt with the shop name on it. The thought gave me chills. It would, no doubt, be some black polo shirt affair & could, it was suggested, bear our names on it, too. Oh, dear! My face curled. I'm quite an easygoing and … Continue reading Suit & Tie Johns.
March 19th. Saint Joseph's Day. 'On Saint Joseph's Day throw away the warming pan.' (Lincolnshire Calendar)
