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Somewhere Very Still
Each morning when the light returns Fresh from the previous day I collect the unseen histories Of those who dare to dream
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Ugolino’s Cat
Raising a mob against him the Archbishop Ruggieri Had Ugolino locked in the tower of Muda The keys to his cell were thrown into the River Arno His cat introduces Ugolino As he eats the head of his condemner
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Les amoureux de la Méditerranée
Angels in Blue Caves Swim only in the shallows The sea is a wise mother
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Lola’s Lovers
The hotel owners daughter Was named Lola She had many lovers One a day to be precise I was number seventeen Number thirty and number forty She is carrying my child Who we will call Alol In time I will inherit The Lucky Hotel
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Les amoureux de la Méditerranée
The view from this window Is owned by Lola just Lola I never tire of it As it is so beautiful I have always considered That you are the equal If not more beautiful Than this incredible canvas
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Hemingway’s Telescope
Where do you write your novels Over there on that typewriter It looks very old It used to belong to Hemingway The Hemingway Are there others Where do you get your ideas from From that telescope I watch the people of Paris Their lives and everything in-between Your stories are very realistic My telescope does […]
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The Young Man and The C
I fell off a dry stone wall And did unpleasant things To my Maltese patella You were my nurse and carer Who wheeled me around Dublin As I was obsessed with Stephen Dedalus You told me that your name was The C And you were nursing during your gap year As my health returned I […]
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Nonsense {
When I loved in West Wittering I met two artists Really it was one artist Who suffered from Schizophrenia But for the purposes of this meop I will treat the Knights as two people I met Jeeny Knight whilst swimming in the bay And she introduced me to her husband Jeeny Who was also an […]
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Swimming in my Comfort Zone
I was waiting for a much delayed bus When I noticed the remains of a fish Partially hidden in dry summer grasses The fish had been shredded by many gulls I wondered then if this fish Had enjoyed its value
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Le renard ferroviaire
In the hours before darkness I saw a fox cross a railway line It vanished into the grassy embankment The distant signal was oblivious to this trespass
