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My Blue

My blue is not that of a mariner’s hankeringfor seascapes, nor the hue of rivers I follow faithfully– rather these favour steel and tealbefore the plunge into a foaming bice brine My blue is not that mood indigo lodging wax-like in the ear when… Continue Reading “My Blue”


“A violent windstorm the night before the solstice” Jim Harrions ~ Solstice Litany agrarian ancestors were thinned from the blood far too many centuries ago some four or five families back there were at least woodsmen with knotty, close-knit hands reaching for the soil, the saw,… Continue Reading “Peripatetic”

Pilgrim blue

I cannot let this month slip past like so much dandelion drift without a nod to bluebell woods broad oceans under ancient beech such fragile stemmed parabolas hung with bells as bait for bees violet hues in deep blue shade scentsational is May’s crusade… Continue Reading “Pilgrim blue”