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ECHOES OF MEMORY

“To speak the truth, I think that people ought to be upset, …; I think that life is so important and, in its workings, so upsetting that nobody should be spared.” J.R. Ackerley to Stephen Spender – 1955 When the … Continue reading

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SONNETS XVI: LOVE AND ART

Of course as with all writers who pen with ink .        There is high and the low and a mediocre style, .        In marble imagining too comes the rich or vile, .        Which only later I came to with my … Continue reading

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SLEEPWALKING-NIGHTS: ON WAKING DAYS – FIRST NIGHT

So goodbye, to you, it is a world of beauty, With cool rivers and groves of green! At the time of our parting, feelings relented, With our fresh thoughts also falling ill, I admitted, that you were beautiful, And we … Continue reading

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9. 9. 19.

God alter me, and turn my heart to stone, That I may be as cold as mountain snow. And cleave my way untempted and alone. And have no fire, nor any seeds to sow. Nor feel the blood within me … Continue reading

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FINDING LOVES SHARE

Pleasures come in the strangest forms With friendship our most consistent gift: Freely available for all who will care There is nothing to prevent us there!

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