Lesley Young – Selected Poems #7
Autumnal Equinox Yesterday, I watched A proud, defiant sun Rise above the cool, grey sea. I felt the chill of summer’s passing Only briefly, As a...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #6
Ten to Seven You might have seen me walking In the company of friends On Dartmoor’s ancient trails. You might have seen us strike a pose For a...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #5
Postcard From Ireland I think of you in lands like these Wonderful, inspiring lands With sweeping bays and rugged knocks, Cork’s Sleepy bailes and...
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Blessing: John O’Donohue (August 2020)
This is the time to be slow, Lie low to the wall Until the bitter weather passes. Try, as best you can, not to let The wire brush of doubt Scrape...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #4
Misguided Fantasy I lost my head (When all about me were keeping theirs – ha!) Over you In a jumble of possibilities If not eventualities...
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Lesley Young – Selected Poems #3
Message in a Bottle I will take my feelings and dress them up In fancy words On the finest vellum And seal them in a vial made of tempered glass I...
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Blessing: Mary Anne Willow (June 2020)
May your heart… Mary Anne Willow...
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Quote – Diane Setterfield – The Thirteenth Tale
People disappear when they die. Their voice, their laughter, the warmth of their breath. Their flesh. Eventually their bones. All living memory of...
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