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I have witnessed the transition from Spring into Summer in several different locations. In the UK, the saying goes, Ne'er cast a clout, till May is out. ('Don't take your (winter) clothes off until May is over.') In Catalunya, it's Pel maig cada dia un raig ('In May, every day a ray' - but the... Continue Reading →
A whole 50 postcards since I started sending them out in June last year! That's around one per week. I'm celebrating by taking things a little easy, and sharing some images of sunset over the Venetian town of Piran, which lends itself well to the colours of evening... Fortification on the Old Town Walls (Medieval)... Continue Reading →
This but trash‘tis but trash, thisthing for which you wish:leave it, it is choking upthe Earth, your desirefor more, always moreyou have enoughyou givenothingexceptyourselfaway.Abandon it:burn brightinto the blessedlight of day. © Experimentsinfiction 2021, All Rights Reserved Written for earthweal The pandemic and resultant lockdowns certainly got me thinking about how much junk I have in my life that I... Continue Reading →
Driving home from York as a child: it’s a long drive, nearly three hours. First you cross the Vale of York, then over Bowes Moor from Scotch Corner down into the Eden valley. It’s a lot of wide open spaces and even wider, open skies. I can’t remember the time of year, though I’m guessing... Continue Reading →
If a dream was a dance and thatdance was a waltzI’d be whisked off my feet to thebeat of your pulse: I would whirl and I’d twirl as we’down the dance floorand my skirt all a-swirl would in-vite, ‘Just one more... 'Have this last dance, this last dance, thislast dance with me!'At the end of... Continue Reading →
Collapse dolineyou draw me in, below, beneath and in betweenthe underworld and over. Persephone was crownéd queenhere in this realmsilent, unseenbeside her demon lover. The fear of death evoked beneath the sealing stone’s rock ceiling, the river with one raging breatha wat’ry fate revealing. Collapse doline, the world withinpunctured my heart with knowing parallel worlds in other... Continue Reading →
Škocjanske Jame, or 'The Škocjan Caves' are not as well-known as the tourist magnet that is Postojna Cave, but what a wonder of nature they truly are (as acknowledged in their World Heritage Site status.) If you're looking for a subterranean adventure with just a dash of existential terror thrown in, then this is the... Continue Reading →
I’m nostalgic for Catalunya:iron-red earth and the Serrat and Els Cingles de Berti,Tagament,Vic, Tarragona,Barcelona, always andthe Costa Brava or Costa Daurada:of course I’m nostalgic forCatalunya. I’m nostalgic for the Southof Spain where warm Saharan winds blowand the mountains arelike dragon-backs:where life is Andaluz-ly ledamong the orange grovesthe scent of my nostalgia. I’m nostalgic for London in the... Continue Reading →
You may know Sanaa Rizvi of 'A Dash of Sunny' from the dVerse poetry community. Whether or not you are already familiar with her work, I recommend this exquisite poetry collection, which charts the poet's journey through 2020 in a collection which follows the phases of the moon and the shifting sands of life. Why... Continue Reading →
Here we all are at the edge of this very moment, so desperate to feel something, anything at all, that we romanticize everyone and everything around us. Falling into each other and obsessing about the past, to avoid looking into ourselves, as we fall off the edge of this very moment, onto the edge of... Continue Reading →
