Monthly Archives: March 2013

IZON …

izon (here in the boxcar) . . . ” . He only saw white, wishing more they had taken time Bartholow’s Stand, the small brow of a hill, remote but lonely Crashing waves always remind us of eternity, or death … Continue reading

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EXPERIMENT F

‘… you only get one shot!…’ and ‘… drunks may never lie but they sure do exaggerate …’ and other unrelated quotations 

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EXPERIMENT D

‘… you only get one shot!…’ ‘i’d rather be an astronaut than a sailor’ … and other unrelated quotes

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INSIDIOUS AND OTHER INTERESTING WORDS …

DEREGULATION ~ DON’T GET ME STARTED I dunno if I am whistling in the damn wind, getting too old, barking up the wrong tree or just taking life too seriously but I am seeing something insidious wherever I go. I … Continue reading

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OBSERVATION OF THE SHRINE

OBSERVATION OF THE SHRINE ‘It is true Demerticles, It is a lot easier to get the world out of Jesus than Jesus out of the world’ – I bundled a snatch of 20 dollar notes into her soft and grubby … Continue reading

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THE MISTER PODORSKY

The Mister Podorsky ワ I wrote a trace around her face her beautiful face I keep the memory wherever swifts play as clouds travel through my battered mind ろ Sometimes, I wished I’d never saw her or that I were … Continue reading

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TITAN

TITAN this modem paste book this pile of scrap, hinges and empty donut boxes a grey line forbidding none to enter bloody-red cavalry with drawn sword and the early dawn which washes gold the enemies of our state like perfect … Continue reading

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THE LONG DRIVE

The Long Drive m ‘Pietri, I say Pietri you are the sweetest boy a’ the three’ He mumbled something inaudible in return He was sure stripped to the waist and sweating the sun scratching at him, a muzzled curr on … Continue reading

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O’ GANNETS, WEE CHARLIE, JOE BAKER n’CRIEF

O’ GANNETS, WEE CHARLIE, JOE BAKER AN’ CRIEFF  I would categorically state that those knockers of the beloved Tartan land, ‘mae hailen hame’, have nev-er crossed its lowland borders, nor sampled its purple heather, its olde, gaelic flavoured tradition, magical sun-drenched and … Continue reading

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