Shut it down Shut it down, shut it off. Removing one small page of poetry is of no importance nor any loss. No one will know and no one will care. To pretend any of it matters really isn’t fair. I am consumed by disgust for my own creativity and clumsy words. When I readContinue reading “Down”
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Beneath the Redwoods
In this vast world of giants, we at least can speak looking eye to eye. Giant trees with deep roots dwarf us, but our insignificance lessens when we realise there is company beside. Take my hand and remind me that I am OK at this size and those others have moved upwards over many yearsContinue reading “Beneath the Redwoods”
