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A companion site to davidglensmith. Saturday, February 3, 2018. In the middle of our early morning rituals. In the middle of our early. Morning rituals, the moon fell into eclipse. Watching me watch the moon.

Thanks to my cousin Mary for thee title. Our Father of the Caynon. Picture for a Sunday Afternoon. Our Father of the Caynon. Picture for a Sunday Afternoon. Nothing to Say and Saying it. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.

Singular complayntes set in lethal contradiction, the dialectics of plaice, geographic gyna-fascism, failed love poems, gamelan metaphysics, the whole human geography of song. Wednesday, 7 March 2018. Aphorisms for the Strike, 6th March 2018. Nostalgia, like love, is neither inherently radical nor inherently reactionary. The losses of the past, like the losses of the present, need not.

In the run up the the festive season, a lady called Julia Bird, in conversation. With Robert Macfarlane suggested a read along to one of my favourite books, The Dark Is Rising, by Susan Cooper.

A force trellis influx would you septic eye-lid fuel. To glove soak, seawater decking did they all, would. Brilliant programme Ben - thank you very much! Saturday, 21 June 2008. Archibald Colquhoun - A biographical outline. The dozen or so entries in The Times give an outline, though hardly a picture of the man, who died.

Sunday, April 08, 2018. FROM the besieged Ardea all in post,. Borne by the trustless wings of false desire,.