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Recent Posts
- Protected: Three Birds In Search of A Play (after Pirandello’s Six Characters In Search of An Author)
- CHOOSING THE RIGHT WORD
- My Outrage Is Volcanic
- A Collision of Universes in a Rug…or Lucretius On the Nature of Things
- Where have all the Children Gone
- The Privilege of Colour, the Prejudice of White
- The Age of Transformation: Where Nothing Is Safe, Especially Not Your Identity
- A New Chaucerian Age?
- The fiction of grammar
- The measurement of Light
- True Fiction
- The thank you note
- I Fail, to exist
- Theory is all well and good
- How the New Year Began
- 2015: The year we stand on stars
- A tribute to my parents
- Self-doubt Is a Passing Cloud
- Wide Open Sky
- Being in the World
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Mesmerized by your voice I’ve listened several times, and each time I’m drawn in deeper. If you don’t mind I’ll linger for a while to enjoy the imagery, and tune in again. Thank you Shelley, I’ll never read your words again without hearing your pronunciation of water, clear as the element itself.