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The Customers

‘Sir Bear teach me.  I am a customer of death coming and would give you a pot of honey and my house on the Western hills to know what you know.” From Upstream by Mary Oliver There was a spider named Bob who made his home in the centre window of our...

Rider to the Sea – Prologue

See the youth.   Alone he stands on a ship’s deck as dozens rush around him in concert with the stentorian bellowing from the far end of the boat.  They seem then, as kids in a gymnasium,, in thrall to their coach’s whistle.  It is an indiscernible medley of...

Cottage Weather

for Stella, the enthusiastic collie It isn’t the morning sun’s daubings on the lake or the way it’s light glints powerful off a passing aluminum skiff and the ripple of its distant wake. It is not the rain’s soft percussionon the back of a billion...