Poetry is to be dropped at school as a GCSE option... but education experts warned that they wouldn't be able to stop teenagers writing at home at night.
Underground Poetry.
A Thimble.
Tonight, laying in our bed - feet beached in sheets, salt beads on our brows, salt beads on our cheeks - the thought again about leaving. It was fleeting, like the lighthouse beam that plays across the headland, plays across the bay. The beam that threads the walls of this charmed room is a silken … Continue reading A Thimble.
dream diaries…94
30/07 [One summer's afternoon in the late 1970s, myself and Paul _?_ took his mother's dinghy out onto the bay. They lived in a small first floor flat just behind the harbour. The boat, a fibreglass tortoise shell shaped thing with a 50cc prop engine that could be clamped onto the stern, was kept in … Continue reading dream diaries…94
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