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Apr.23.2012
'Reflective, rhapsodic, comic, tragic, this collection of poems harmonises varied layers of human experience.' Second Edition now available     Published: April 16, 2013 (National Poetry Month)     Dog Star   (After Robert Browning)   That's my last canine pictured on the wall looking as if he were alive. I call that piece no...
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Aug.17.2011
A children's play about Mary Jones, a Welsh girl of Georgian times who saved for six long years and walked 25 miles barefoot to obtain a rare copy of the Bible in Welsh. Her amazing story saw the British & Foreign Bible Society (Bible Society) launched in 1804. This edition published to celebrate the 400th anniversary of the King James Bible. This is a one-...
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Apr.05.2010
A letter can change the meaning no, not that kind of letter letterheaded stamped addressed faxed or emailed; a single letter from a single I to a single You no, not that kind of You U     For instance to make 'collusion' out of 'collision' one must substitute U for I though here You for I is good too And when or is stretched to our that's neat...
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Sep.11.2009
There was nothing constructive to engage the Prince’s energies and an invitation to be fêted by the Berkeleys came at just the right point to help repair his ego and boost his spirits. Mr Carrington had gone down to Weymouth with the family for those first weeks of the vacation and received an invitation to his lordship’s grand fête in the tents of the...
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Sep.08.2009
Excerpt from A HOUSE NOT MADE WITH HANDS In 1787, the low rumble of grievance which had gone on since the early seventies, caused by poor harvests and a dramatic falling-off of trade with America, erupted into fullscale revolt. The butt of their anger was a fast new worsted spinning machine developed by Joseph Brookhouse, a business colleague of Coltman's. The...
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Sep.08.2009
Back in the summer of 1799, Jane Price had swept out of Cranford House and the Berkeleys’ lives in high dudgeon. Though a humble governess to the younger children, she felt that she had not been accorded the respect which was her due. She should have occupied a position on a par with the Reverend Mr Carrington, the older boys’ tutor, whose erudition had been...
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Sep.08.2009
  His syntax ties her up in knots To cross the tees and I the dots, She notes the door is left ajar And wonders if it bodes her star, It augurs better than the frost, If that be all, Love's Labour's Lost!
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Aug.26.2008
(inspired by the work of the Danish illustrator, Kay Nielsen)   In an age before this, and the one before that, when time was an infant and dawn dews were diamonds, there lived a worthy knight who performed many deeds of valour to keep marauders from raiding the shores of his homeland. He was a torch-bearer and his name was Lucius, for that means 'bringer of...
Aug.09.2008
  Three Miss Harriette Wilson languished in the bow window of Lord Craven’s house on Marine Parade, Brighton, and pondered a listless tide teasing the amber shingle along its shoreline. The Earl, her current protector, had disposed himself in casual fashion at the opposite end of the window-seat and was absorbed in sketching her. Whilst it was pleasing to...
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Aug.09.2008
          Behold, I stand at the door and knock, It's barred and bolted fast, The windows, blind, outface the light, Day's dark from first to last, The threshold bears no 'welcome' mat For he who shrinks inside Renounces love and laughter And chooses there to hide. <> I know his brow's impaled on thorns, His limbs crack...