/blog/gowerboy/?pid=p9814 [size 3][font face=andalus]There's no such thing as perfect writing, just like there's no such thing as perfect despair[/font][/size] - Haruki Murakami /blog/9848/post_137789.html?pid=p9814&m= in the duska V of ducksarrows down the length of the canalthe brisk whistleof their wingsa lisping ellipsis in their wake Fri, 23 Sep 2011 05:41:00 -0800 /blog/9848/post_137789.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_137747.html?pid=p9814&m= the wind hurries byjostling uson its wayto emptier places Wed, 21 Sep 2011 01:55:39 -0800 /blog/9848/post_137747.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_137483.html?pid=p9814&m= there are times when I can bearneither my own company northe company of othersthese are the worst momentswhen both are equally hostilewhen it’s impossible to escapethen I preferto spare the worldmy Sat, 03 Sep 2011 09:05:28 -0800 /blog/9848/post_137483.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_137422.html?pid=p9814&m= that fat corgi couldbarely breathewaddling wheezilyat the end of his leadlike a solemnSunday driverhugging the vergeno urge to overtakehe did not brakenor swervebut preferredto slide across thetops of Tue, 30 Aug 2011 09:52:14 -0800 /blog/9848/post_137422.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_137299.html?pid=p9814&m= the flight of a heronin the twilight above methe silence of its passagelike an absence of grief Tue, 23 Aug 2011 03:34:53 -0800 /blog/9848/post_137299.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_136849.html?pid=p9814&m= it was dark thereamong the trees,we had lost the otherstheir voices echoed fromall around, we weresurrounded and aloneyou stopped suddenlyunsure of the path ahead,I was as lost as you werebut when you Sun, 31 Jul 2011 12:17:51 -0800 /blog/9848/post_136849.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_136313.html?pid=p9814&m= at swim three birdsupon a mirrored sheen of griefpathetic tragi-comedyof skin and nails and teeth Sun, 03 Jul 2011 03:00:37 -0800 /blog/9848/post_136313.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_135620.html?pid=p9814&m= There once was a bloke that was badWho was also a bit of a ladHe asked if DanaWould unpeel his bananaNow he carries his nuts in a bag. Thu, 19 May 2011 01:13:05 -0800 /blog/9848/post_135620.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_135149.html?pid=p9814&m= a small girlsteps upto the lip of the pool of the fountainholds out her armscloses her eyesready to dive from the heights of her mindstillpoiseduntilher father shouts a sharp word of warningshe blinks Thu, 21 Apr 2011 02:48:16 -0800 /blog/9848/post_135149.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_134877.html?pid=p9814&m= the square is borderedwith pink blossomin the centrestand six green sentinelsthe seventh still clingsto the browns of autumnas if resisting the springthat oneis my favourite Fri, 08 Apr 2011 04:47:39 -0800 /blog/9848/post_134877.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_134737.html?pid=p9814&m= confetti streetsa need for greenand pleasanthands distressingtarmacked treeslooming overlunchtime runnersfighting fulltimesmokers uncomfortablymocking desultory touristsshivering under theglowering in Fri, 01 Apr 2011 14:01:55 -0800 /blog/9848/post_134737.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_134088.html?pid=p9814&m= the ff blogs have now been in existence for over a hundred years, and to celebrate this startling fact a blog museum is being constructedin order to make room for this imposing edifice some blogs will Sat, 05 Mar 2011 07:09:24 -0800 /blog/9848/post_134088.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_133896.html?pid=p9814&m= outlawed in the greenwoodthe wild hunter herne pipesat the gates of dawnbona dea, pan, faunussave us Fri, 25 Feb 2011 15:51:50 -0800 /blog/9848/post_133896.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_133427.html?pid=p9814&m= We went to Canterbury the other day, and while there a number of things happened; among them a car accident and the purchase of two books. This is mainly about the books: “Shades of Grey” by Jaspe Sun, 06 Feb 2011 07:40:12 -0800 /blog/9848/post_133427.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_133119.html?pid=p9814&m= outside the windowof the place I now livetucked between beamsand a redbrick archjuts a stone-chinned ledgebeneath brooding Flemish skiesI sit among my gargoyle dreamsand look down uponthe trampled str Thu, 20 Jan 2011 04:20:23 -0800 /blog/9848/post_133119.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_132725.html?pid=p9814&m= this year I will be(mainly) lookingfor ways of earninga livingand tryingto learn two newlanguages (not newlike a spindle-leggedfoal, of course, thatwould be silly, I meancan you imagine awide-eyed, wo Sun, 02 Jan 2011 14:38:27 -0800 /blog/9848/post_132725.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_132152.html?pid=p9814&m= what do you mean you don’t know where they are? the last time we spoke you said you were all together….but….yeah, I know you tried, but for pity’s sake……they can’t be gone….if they’r Tue, 07 Dec 2010 06:29:18 -0800 /blog/9848/post_132152.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_131238.html?pid=p9814&m= a regiment ofCanada geese waddle pastnot keeping the peaceheadphone clad joggerbeats the lakeside gravel pathto unheard musiceach gust of wind bringsa clatter of leaves landingon fallen comradesfour s Wed, 27 Oct 2010 00:53:08 -0800 /blog/9848/post_131238.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_129995.html?pid=p9814&m= I’d walked for an hour towards the city centre, following the afternoon sun’s long cool shadows along the avenues. I hadn’t stopped. I’d passed through the reggae festival at Jubilee Park, bee Mon, 06 Sep 2010 07:13:46 -0800 /blog/9848/post_129995.html?pid=p9814&m= /blog/9848/post_129921.html?pid=p9814&m= robust clusters of lethargy twistthis intention to abscondturning my enchanted destinationinto a haunted winterAri has revived the Muse Poetic Challenge. See the wordlist and other poems here: Poetic Fri, 03 Sep 2010 05:04:28 -0800 /blog/9848/post_129921.html?pid=p9814&m=