… when I read her on the wire – which was odd as there are no longer wires - only ether – i knew, at once, that I missed her and would do whether she was either here or there, whatever hour and whenever. when I read her…
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Silhouettes.
In this window, dried driftwood burns on the beach. And in this window, camellia seed scents the sheets. And, in this window, silhouettes arc and cartwheel and leap. In this window, bells peal and the moth on the duvet counts sheep. They sense they are too far away to inhale all these … Continue reading Silhouettes.
Five Miles of Wooler Common.
Grid Reference: NT977272 The ascent of Humbleton to the Iron Age hillfort. The Battle of Humbleton September 14 1420. The sky is bigger, better, here. It settles in the treetops - sketches distant pencil lines from left to right. Such detail. Black-face sheep, blue numbered, vast & herded. Sheets of … Continue reading Five Miles of Wooler Common.


