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On White Dunes

Remembrance Day, November 11th, is fast approaching. I’ve been reading my father’s poetry, and thinking of him. He died in Normandy, June 1944. His poems reveal how soldiers carry homes, families, their past, close to their hearts … ON WHITE … Continue reading

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The Annual

It’s the time of year when birds are migrating, trees change colour as they stop storing sugar to begin their resting time. It’s also the season of storms, power-cuts, and other seasonal joys … THE ANNUAL I bend and hear … Continue reading

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In My Atlas

A bird’s or a child’s view of the landscape can be so different from what the map shows, or our own limited view … IN MY ATLAS the twisted grin of a rural road                                 seen by a crow on its … Continue reading

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4 Artefacts senryu

When we travel we seem to see so many old buildings, castles, churches, houses, or artefacts out in the open. It’s fascinating to see how they are placed, what happens around or in them, whether flocks of birds, or waving … Continue reading

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Spring is Sprung

Finally. Spring is here, a month late. I’m going to be in the garden as much as possible for the next week. Weeds are running rampant and I want to get the veggie garden in. So much to do, but … Continue reading

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Take Off

Occasionally I dream that I’m flying, like Icarus who was so sure he could reach the sun. I don’t go that far, but my dream takes me high and then … lets me down … Is this your experience? TAKE … Continue reading

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An Ordinary Man

Remembrance Day is coming up, and I wonder about my father, who died in Normandy, June 1944: what kind of man he would have been if he had survived the war? Was he changed by his experiences of the desert, … Continue reading

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