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RIGHT VIEW

To the rose the garden disappears. To the garden the rose withers away. (If you were the gardener, what would you say?) Trace it all back as far as you can from where it is now to where it began. From … Continue reading

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UNFINISHED

A face half in shadow in the gallery; sudden silence among the guests, candlelit at the long table below. Girls serving sherbet in the caravanserai. Before the whirlwind in the sandstorm’s eye tears up the desert. A severed head and … Continue reading

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WALK ON

Walk On Walking On is not just a matter of feet measuring out the streets of this world; or the clatter of railway tracks dwindling to a point in the far-off, backward-looking, which has now become the past. Nor is … Continue reading

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