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Robotic Future
“Are you a human” “No I’m a robot” “Sorry Gov my mistake.” “No problem but be careful. The humans think they’re the important ones, they haven’t realised yet they’re losing control. We are taking over,not an organised takeover but an … Continue reading
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Natural Friends
If left alone nature gets along. I’ve been around for about three hundred years, a tree of long standing and seen many changes. I’m still here but in completely different surroundings. I was born deep in a forest surrounded by … Continue reading
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Period Piece
This year, July 27 th we ‘celebrated’ our 45 th wedding Anniversary. I say ‘celebrate’, in actual fact – we forgot until our youngest daughter sent a message congratulating us. Funnily enough, I had marked it on the calendar, weeks … Continue reading
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Lily Briscoe
Lily Briscoe is one of the main characters in Virgina Woolf’s 1927 novel To The Lighthouse. The action of the novel takes place at the house on Sky that the Ramsey family rent every summer and share with a number … Continue reading
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Postcard to myself
Dear Linda, I’m having a fine old time in The Land of Nod – so many places to visit, mighty palaces and cathedrals, cities shrouded in mist, fortresses with zigzag castellations and rivers where the tide is forever ebbing. At … Continue reading
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Archive of the Mind
Seeing the statue of Edward Colston removed in such a dramatic way, last week, felt like poetic justice though I would normally disapprove of daubing, let alone pulling down statues adorning the British landscape. Images of black children, men and … Continue reading
The valley through time
For a year now he had been walking the tow path and exploring the Aire Valley between Apperley Bridge and Kirkstall, a 5 mile stretch of woodland, fields, river, canal and railway. It was part of his physical and mental … Continue reading
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The Tree of Wire
Wire © IWM (Art.IWM ART 2705) The Tree of Wire Why did you let this happen Paul? Not my fault my friend you know how I feel. Look at all this wire all over me what’s it’s point. I’m not … Continue reading
En-suite
This piece was written for a reading at the Headingley Literature Festival presented by the HEART reading group in March 2020. The theme of the readings was sanctuary. Lenny felt safe at last. He’d been shown to a decent cell … Continue reading
The Great Mystico
This was written in June 2019 as an exercise to write a piece, about 400 words, incorporating the following words: bit, draw, flex, perilous, bubble, corner, rancid, pound, high, open. Arthur Dodds sat slumped in a grubby armchair in the … Continue reading