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Eloquence

ELOQUENCE x Eloquence, versed in feats of silence, Loiter where the brown river meets the sea: Shall we watch the large sunset sink again, Or note the reversals on the sound – The dolphin afloat, the ship aground? Deciding to … Continue reading

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The Cyst – from The Runiad, Book 14

From The Runiad – Book 14 x … I have been afflicted by a growth. It has taken root In my face, just above my right eye, exactly where my forehead Would make contact with my partner’s in a dance. … Continue reading

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Atalanta

Thus it is on this planet. Self-importance may suggest posterity will grant us An immortal empire, that we shall rule the waves forever, but Nothing, nothing whatsoever can be relied on, x Not even one or two relics. It can … Continue reading

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Boadicea – from Book 21 of The Runiad

x (As Nero fiddled and the city burned) the empire was horribly smitten: Eighty thousand Romans and their proxies died in Britain.  The island could have been lost for good. Moreover, all this ruin Was brought upon us by a … Continue reading

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“The One Less Travelled by…”

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Shorter Poems 1969-2022

I have set up my Shorter Poems as a Heyzine Link. Click on the link to read.

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Earth Day 2025 – Kristian Evans and Nathan Roach

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JPkBj7X1dfQ A Film by Kristian Evans & Nathan Roach This is one of the best poem/films I have come across. It often uses a constant moving image (reeds moving, waves breaking etc) which I have always found the ideal backdrop … Continue reading

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Rhododendron

x It is always the same window, one out of which they have climbed Into the garden; leaving the house to its dreams at the fringes of sleep: Out of it by the back stairs or in by my half … Continue reading

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From Book 7 of The Runiad

x At a time when St. Francis was staying in the town of Gubbio, There appeared in that region a wolf so maddened by lack of a meal It took to devouring humans as well as beasts in the wild. … Continue reading

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Memories of an Island

Memories of a idyllic island on the Green Coast of Brazil. X ….Things that prefer to be hidden from us, without the effrontery Of the small seven-coloured birds that flit through the quiet, Perch for a sec on a branch … Continue reading

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