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A (Non-Exhaustive) List of Things I Have Thrown Away That I Hope Are Not Waiting for Me Somewhere, Like A Collection of ShameA lone slipper / Diary I wrote aged 18 (Unread, too piercing) / Battered biscuit tin I’d kept for years (in the hope it would prove useful (it didn’t))
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Aug 16, 2022
Orison, in grey alpacaA summer evening in late June, light paling into dusk and colours lessen / Rattles from the kitchen as the ritual teas are prepared / I sit making a cardigan for a baby’s birth-
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Aug 16, 2022
Margate, August 2024I take Rowan to pick blackberries. / I knew where they’d be / Up through the allotments beyond the windmill,
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Aug 24, 2020
PistachiosIt is hard to get at the green kernel of anything. / Most truths do not lie open and ready, most / must be cracked with the teeth:
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May 3, 2015
OctoberIt is a strange thing this, to consider / the world in hasty whirling throes / of autumnal grace, it walks a yellow
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Jan 1, 2015
New North (2009)I looked to the sky and it spelled out your / each gesture, the clouds were your hands, / moving with a silent ease to earth, spilling
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Jan 1, 2015
This Poem is Not a RecipeFirst, garlic. / Dig your nails into its flaking paper, / pink and beige like magnolia petals parched
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Jan 1, 2015
Parliament HillThere were Chinese lanterns at New Year / when it was so cold the fireworks froze in the air, / bursts of red and silver beside the dazzling lights
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Jan 1, 2015
Family FolkloreOf all the stories we tell ourselves / late at night / before bed, before sleep
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Jan 1, 2015
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