only the manic Germanic
tribes were not averse to rhyme..
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an ordinary human being like you or mewho keeps a diaryof the mind and heartand then publishes itwith luckand maybe sells a few –is a bit like one of those ‘exotic’ creaturesfilmed on the ocean floor,gracefully waving a hostess welcomeas if used to welcoming photographersinto its lovely home in this week’s special issueand such a…
Wow!
Loved it!Keep writing!
bind your books
and then thereoutwon’t trouble therein
In the street outside the window
only her eyes, looking straight ahead, demurely down,are to be seen of her, above her veil, below her headscarf; and yet –around her, as we draw our breath, transfixed –around her, all the air is radiant with the light of love…and in the following days, for hours each day,we, love-smitten, wait in hope to catch…
‘To understand all
that’s one French sayingthat doesn’t seem to havecrossed the few miles of‘The English Channel’, orthe Straits of Dover or‘The Sleeve’ or the‘Passage of Calais’ orhowever the French translates –with the Normans; soperhaps they left it behindat the Conquest along withArmagnac and crepes andtheir blonde mistressesand never went back for itlike I wonder if that bluntEnglish…