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Poem of the Day – 8th May 2008
Prophecy of Celtic Ancients Revisited Clarions sound out aloud in the Hibernian far-off hills calm brass voices melodiously sound of a reborn past’s future will; when tides turning around— their crested pearls still and steady wash back onto the forgotten … Continue reading
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Poem of the Day – 2nd May 2008
This before when becomes. All of me is still now, when I have been waiting for this moment as if it were the onset of a magnificent storm, that would change my world in strangest ways? and being born, your … Continue reading
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Poem of the Day – 11th April 2008
Stalingrad ‘42 You bound a book, carefully affixing each page together with bones and gave it a cover of human flesh, the ink was more vermilion than the bloodshed of regiments of women with their infants still in their arms. … Continue reading
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Poem of the Day – 10th April 2008
smoking causes cancer… Smoking causes cancer— and no-one seems to care, as if cigarettes were trees… a book is made of wood like the match… It consumes itself and dares to steal a life— the flame quenched, its memory … Continue reading
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Poem of the Day – 9th April 2008
SOME WRITER’S ROOM. Climbing fourteen steps up to the writer’s room; filled with ancient spirits and memories of a bride for a neogothic groom. The letters he’d sent spent forever in the empty hall of some woman’s tenement. Having lent … Continue reading
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