late night
in our quiet street
loud yelling
1/4/11
pink evening
the sun fades gently
good night
8/4/11
I step
into my garden
temple
13/4/11
from the world’s quarrels
I retreat to my garden
and read Neruda
15/4/11
Good Friday
buns in the oven
breakfast in bed
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Good Friday
sweat in my eyes
hot and cross
22/4/11
the writers’ group
met and talked
about writing
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wild rain
darkens the night
coming home
29/4/11
Samhain night
otherworld coming close
watching Dr Who
30/4/11
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