a commonplace book

Jan
31
picnic

picnic

i’ve cycled the long way home today past a river of canada geese and cormorants drying their wings in
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Apr
25
nothing much happened (12)

nothing much happened (12)

(observational notes of exquisitely ordinary moments) something from the archives found whilst browsing through old polaroid scans this morning… a
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May
05
morning poem

morning poem

bitten by white light & caffeine, rain, enjoyed with the intensity of a blank day. swollen and flooding with possibility
Apr
04
poems for a pandemic

poems for a pandemic

a handful of poems – some old favourites and some new – that have taken on new meaning these days… Abundance by
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May
15
sky pieces

sky pieces

sky piece (i) the blue hour with a pink clouds chaser sky piece (ii) this scarf i’m wearing reminds
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May
06
yes

yes

+++ there are mornings for saying yes. yes to getting out of bed early – even though it’s chilly out and
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Nov
23
11 . 18

11 . 18

one alone remained. all supernatural bewilderment heavy enough for any dream. +++ Every morning for the past few days I’ve
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Apr
17
tyranny

tyranny

Tyranny by Ishbel Veitch Oh, the thrust of Words, and their violent importunity – When the night is deep They pry
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Mar
27
open road

open road

this isn’t the one where you get to try things out before you do it for real. this isn’
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Sep
08
conversation

conversation

+++ put on some lip gloss and go to that dinner; don’t hesitate – breeze right past sowhatdoyoudo and into tellmewhatyoulove
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