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Exiled

It wav’d not thro’ an Eastern sky, Beside a fount of Araby; It was not fann’d by southern breeze In some green isle of Indian seas, … But fair the exil’d […]
Exiled

Handy

London, June 2020 – Welcome to One Word Sunday, and over to all of you to join the challenge with your own handy post. Make it as convenient and useful as you […]
Handy

Withered petals

‘Maybe a breath of politic words  Has withered our Rose Tree;  Or maybe but a wind that blows  Across the bitter sea.’  – from The Rose Tree by William Butler […]
Withered petals

What next?

Hahn by Katharina Fritsch, on the Forth PlinthTrafalgar Square, London, August 2013 The blue cock brightened the fourth plinth from July 2013 until February 2015, when it moved to the […]
What next?