Thursday, December 28, 2006

'This was the wintry sky of little dimension - the flat scenery of lifelines and old stories, with the pallid lights of a Christmas from long ago...' Posted by Picasa

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Sunday, December 24, 2006

'My shed is cold and distant now, my brother, cold and far away.' Posted by Picasa

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'The white rooster of the window's own kingdom - erect and alert, looking out as in a fantasy of dream. Everywhere else, where confusion looms, pales by comparison. Here there is order and peace with an expectation of just 'something' to come. Posted by Picasa

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'Like a cinema of the grave - I looked across the canal and saw two sorry men fishing in a forty degree chill next to the stump of an old, broken mill.' Posted by Picasa

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'Shadows, dark, doubt...everything preferred reflection to reality. The edges of each form were definite and sharp.' Posted by Picasa

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'I heard it coming on Saturday - the broad new dictate from somewhere above. I looked, but I really could not care.' Posted by Picasa

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