Tag: the end

dead end

The book has closed pages by the hundred read most words understood the plot thickened intermittently thinned scenes manifested storylines soared characters drawn and quartered I the reader entered listened and witnessed thrilled, perturbed despaired, agitated and finally – dejected? – relieved? always a bit…

Waste paper endings

“Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning Every poem an epitaph”* each writer is a butcher chop chop chopping constructs into bite size mouthpieces the stream that rises in consciousness dammed at intervals to pool as paragraphs – phrased just…