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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…

Peripatetic

“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,…

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…