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Monthly Archives: December 2011

Poetry exercises: 1

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Iambic pentameter I had no wish to write my lines like this, but some old bastard made me do it. So…

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Christmas afternoon

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

My stomach holds forth: now, like a blocked-up U-bend; now, a woodpecker.

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Mortehoe

Saturday, December 17, 2011

My girlfriend cuts mushrooms in time with the radio and I think back an hour to the cliff-edge and the cemetery: the US Army captain … WWII … Korea … d.1984 and a grey stone heart – DOREEN.

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Winter

Saturday, December 17, 2011

A bracing dawn run on the Devonshire coastline. My nutsack is blue.

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NB: to the ex

Thursday, December 8, 2011

You always had such a low opinion of my opinion of you.

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2307

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Ah yes… the Chelsea game. I had been wond’ring. (My train is full of cunts.)

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Takes two

Monday, December 5, 2011

When my girlfriend told me she’d cheated, I said that I had too. It seemed the quickest way to hurt her. And to spare her sorrow.

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