Monthly Archives: January 2008
Let us say we have two cups and a bucket. Let us also say we are the world’s dorkiest waitress and that we have such a raging passion for a particular tea-tray that we always wish to carry it with … Continue reading
January Daylight Is cold one day in five, is wet, Is kept awake by gales, Is astonishingly still by dawn. Is grey as a tupperware box, is clear, Is an arctic glass-cold summer, Is thick with salty water, Is shrunken, … Continue reading
I can either post here regularly, or, I can do my course-work. Course-work wins. Arse.
(Photo courtesy of Ramson) At dawn of day the apple-thief Comes dancing in her leitmotif, Slotting each foot in a previous slot Made yesterday in the orchard plot, Returns again to where left off she – The leafless, branch-bent apple-tree … Continue reading
The redoubtable Litlove has actually been reading The Times, and lookie here, but they listed a top 50 of British Writers since 1945. Litlove has some very good points along the lines of ‘who chose these and where the hell … Continue reading