Through the moonlit orchard, ghostly, passed a cohort quiet mostly, but for bridled horses snorting and a phaeton's lines, unspoken. In the loaming, apples, gallowed, tarnished silver, in the branches, shivered in that haunted gloam; the ungathered pome. * Shadows rushed the walls and ceiling of my chamber, causing flame and … Continue reading The Ungathered Pome.
Tucking one arm behind her, throwing out the other; up front and on bended knees, looking rather pleased, she says, very sweetly, I invented these. Dusting down the figurines, endless cups of tea, combing crumbs from the sofa, keeps the window clean - sunlight pouring in. He says, I invented these. Tweezing splinters from her … Continue reading The Inventors.
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05/03/23 Joel S invites me on a tour of Ireland with his band. It will cost me £560, this will cover all travel and accommodation expenses. Food and drink is extra. I'll be gone for 5 weeks. I sign up for it immediately and soon find myself in Ireland backstage at a vast festival in … Continue reading dream diaries… 117
Archery In The UK.
https://youtu.be/PtRoCPh1HCI 'A Thimble of Poetry' from Archery In The UK read by Ingrid Wilson Archery In The UK - New Lyrical Ballads & Other Poems - by Nick Reeves & Ingrid Wilson is released tomorrow, 1 February, by Experiments In Fiction. A collaborative collection of love poetry & poetry of place, available on Amazon and … Continue reading Archery In The UK.
Top Dollar/ cassettes/ 2022 I will dress in fresh clean white tee shirt and scruffy jeans. Scuffed-up monkey boots don’t mean I can’t pop my collar. . Unbox socks of cotton. No, I ain’t forgotten how to tie my laces, I was shown. Yeah, my hair needs cutting. . Wash my face this morning. Pay … Continue reading Top Dollar.
Martin Kettle’s Brass In Pocket.
* Martin Kettle, laughing loudly, like an empty wallet, flushed, but not flush, and head of table, accepting a few Kronenbourg, raises his special birthday tankard, says thank you, all, and tells his Brass In Pocket story. We'd all heard it before, but it flowed from him, sounding a lot like lore to me. I … Continue reading Martin Kettle’s Brass In Pocket.