Monthly Archives: October 2006

I’m really going to do it.

Posted on 31st October 2006 by Reed

So there.

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One quick thing…

Posted on 27th October 2006 by Reed

… If a potato is very very good, an upstanding pillar of the potato community, championing the causes of rare potato breeds, devoted to its originating plant, pure, unsullied, and has never succumbed to the blandishments of wire-worm nor attempted … Continue reading →

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Anhedonia

Posted on 18th October 2006 by Reed

To be frank, I am only dropping in to tell you all I am dropping out again. I am going on holiday. For week, don’t fret. [Did anyone fret? - Ed] I am so sorry, my very dear and hugely … Continue reading →

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A short sharp shower of filth

Posted on 12th October 2006 by Reed

I was musing once again on verse encountered in childhood, and memorised without understanding. As you do, on dull afternoons when you’ve nothing better to do than count the hours between Beechams ‘Flu Powders. My father, bless him, suffers from … Continue reading →

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Zip diddly

Posted on 11th October 2006 by Reed

[It has been nearly a week! Where the hell have you been? - Ed] Back off. I went away for the weekend. I caught a cold. Any nagging will be met with violent outbreaks of sneezing. [Fine.]   [So, what … Continue reading →

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Utterly mandatory post

Posted on 5th October 2006 by Reed

It’s National Poetry Day here in Blighty. I am, of course, caught completely unprepared, on the hop, and devoid of any fresh effusions of my own to thrust eagerly at you all. In fact, it is Thursday evening, and National … Continue reading →

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It’s raining, she ranteth

Posted on 2nd October 2006 by Reed

Here is another little ‘started purely as a technical exercise’ poem. It is an experiment in syllabic verse, where the line-lengths are dictated solely by syllable length, with no care or concern whatsoever for rhythm, accent, or rhyme. In English … Continue reading →

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A little Monday morning treat for you all

Posted on 2nd October 2006 by Reed

Writer’s Socks. With apologies for the gratuitous expanse of bare thigh [That should get you a few unexpected visitors - Ed].

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