The subdued blue and smudged red
of a new day
wash over our bed
and stroke your hair;
you wake, open your eyes,
and I surprise
the beauty there:
the sunrise
dawning soft and sweet inside.
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I was sitting at home this week watching the kombies and open-backed lorries go past, cram-full of excited singing girls on their way to...
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Richard Matheson, I Am Legend , 1954, published in paperback Does a book need to be 'literature' to influence the world? Matheson...
HAROLD BUDD: go in peace
Harold Budd Back in the 70s I had a friend called Howard, who lived in Wimbledon village, and we met regularly to listen to and discuss ou...
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the beauty of wonderment at dawn... when a beautiful soul awakens...
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