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Village Life

Homeward bound, I stride downhill and turn onto the narrow, paved path that runs diagonally across a grassy, square field edged, road-side, with spreading, still-leafy...

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Bus Stop Encounters

A prose poem: For those of us who live a solitary life, whose senses are dulled by age, a scent at the bus stop can lift the day — If you’re brave enough to ask the...

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LIGHT

Grey morning light filtered through the attic window. On a visit to a dear friend in Germany, I lay comfy in a narrow bed, a feather down duvet keeping me cosy. I was...

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INSPIRATION

Where does it come from, the world around us or the world within? Both, I suspect. I loved the story I once heard on the radio about a fellow musician driving some...

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Mid-February morning

Mid-February morning

Dear Reader, Hallo! I discovered recently that the moon can have an influence on creativity... two weeks of inspiration, two of assessment. So I decided to do an...

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