the fourth eclectic reader renders stories of nantucket whalers. i didn’t buy a copy, i stole one from my teacher and i kept it in my blazer. * 'from new bedford sound, pacific bound, they were gone for several winters.' * round the cape of good hope, peru and argentina... now, crossing the equator. i … Continue reading the 4th eclectic reader
i watched a wet cormorant on a rock in a tide pool, her drape wings seeking heat from the bleak october. and at noon i thought of you at your grandmother's funeral, in the miniature jewels of the yew tree, beneath lichen fur. i imagined you in your annie hall get-up, cradling a clutch of … Continue reading a clutch of gerbera.
October 20 2004 (Crystal Palace) Wake up tearful - the autumn blues are here. On my way to work I stop off at the Blackbird Bakery and buy a small loaf to feed to the ducks in the park. Not sure what prompts this, and it is such a rare compulsion that I cannot remember … Continue reading Notes From A Fragile Island. 2
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