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Dustings...
Meaning when it snows just enough....
Nov 30, 2025
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I know you’re tired...
but come, this is the way ― Rumi
Apr 12
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All I gathered in the wind...
a memory of autumn, robin, rat and road roller...
Oct 26, 2025
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The ravishing splendour of silence.
Between beech and briar, honeysuckle and oak, a soft nose and a girl set loose.
Feb 16, 2025
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a handful of February
Bonjour, from Mistle thrush and Robin—briefly the stars and everything in readiness to burst...
Feb 15
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She's burning...
in dust and bones and delirious panting creatures.
Aug 17, 2025
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Walking on Walnuts.
and the gentle splendour of oyster coloured autumn sky...
Sep 27, 2025
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winter passing
snowdrops and badger tracks, injury and slow days with books... winter passing.
Jan 29
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Of hope...
I want to tell you this...
Jun 22, 2025
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Chasing grace.
Fragments of December...
Dec 14, 2025
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Three things...
a cloud, a ring, a frozen man in a frozen forest.
Jan 19, 2025
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In defence of imperfection.
I am human, I have a heart, I have emotions, I emote...
Sep 14, 2025
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