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I can't stop crying. A friend of mine, a musician from Berlin, just wrote to say, do I just use your online postage calculator to pay for a poetry book? I'd like to pre-order. The ...read more
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When a poet walks into a printer's and says, I have written a book, I want to publish it, their eyes light up like neon stars. "It has to be on sumptuous papers and beautifully ...read more
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I have here this neighbour whose skin is dark and seamy and white hairs sprout from him like surprise. He is beautiful, he sits quietly, often under a tree in his back yard on the ...read more
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I love how the cat comes and sits, not next to the fridge, just sort of within range... letting me know with infinite courtesy that, you know, no hurry or anything, but some people might say it's high time ...read more
I found a little seed in my pocket. If I grow it, I wonder what it will be. It seems like a bark of mahogany, polished, washed in from the sunny outreach of the starry sea. I've ...read more
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I have a lamp that is shaped like a shell, was in fact a shell, is a home for a strange and retiring sea creature long now gone. It glows almost red when you plug ...read more
I went into the bottleshop and found the most approachable face. A guy from Canada. I told him, I only drink red. Ordinarily it's cheap. But I want to spend maybe four dollars more and ...read more
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Every time somebody private or prominent dies by their hand, there is a rush of resentment, frustration and grief. Responses like this one begin to appear, many of them driven by the feeling I remember... ...read more
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I have this really long poem which I have rewritten decisively - indecisively - thoroughly over about four or five years. It's five pages long and it's called Reaching for the Remote - about our ...read more