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An open letter to my friends
It’s a Sunday afternoon in June, all warm sun and idling time, and I’m stuck in traffic on the motorway. Without warning, that song comes on, the one we sang and danced to, the one whose lyrics overlaid our lives. And all at once I’m frozen, knocked backwards. And I miss you with the force of a freight-train.
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I did a silly thing by accident
I let myself get talking into another, bigger, live poetry event. This may have been a mistake...
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My Grandmother's Trunk
So, as some of you know, I've been working on some poetry for an upcoming event (today, eek!) and this idea's been fiddling around for a while. When my brothers and I were a lot younger, my grandparents used to live on the other side of London, miles away, and it would take several hours of Beatles tapes and car games to get there, usually with at ( Read more... ) -
Mrs Albion You've Got A Lovely Daughter
Albion's most lovely daughter sat on the banks of the Mersey dangling her landing stage in the water.
The daughters of Albion
Arriving by underground at Central Station
Eating hot ecclescakes at the Pierhead
Writing 'Billy Blake is fab' on a wall in Mathew St
Taking off their navyblue schooldrawers and
Putting on nylon panties ready for the night
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The Great LJ Love-In
One little compliment can make you feel great. So give me a compliment, anything in the entire world, even that my shoelaces are pretty. Put this in your journal. Once you get some comments, put that entry in a memory or tag and when you are feeling down, just go to that entry and this will remind you how great you are.
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so, um, the drummer from my old band - who left me rather painfully by the wayside - just 'liked' my "I really really miss being 'in a band" facebook status...
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Once upon a time in Kilve Court
So, yeah. I just got back from teaching a brilliant weekend at Kilve with Helen. It was the first course we designed as a pair, and I think it went pretty damn well. Well, other than my shoes, at least...
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we lived in the gaps between the stories
So, hey, I joined tumblr. And I'm loving it so far. Honestly I think that much of my lingering struggle with posting on lj comes from the fact that I used to use this so much when I was younger and teaming with teenaged issues. It means that talking about my ~feelings~ here and now just feels self indulgent, whether it is or not.*
Obviously, this is ( Read more... )
