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NEIGHBOURS IN DORNACH

Jane Horne’s daughter was deformed in hands and feet. Jane herself showed signs of being senile    with her ever-hanging, half-dry smile.    In 1727, there were no geriatric wards to treat her,so the neighbours were quite naturally concerned.    They said she’d … Continue reading

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TRENNINOW LANE

Treninnow Lane is tangleddark and overgrownwith angledbeech and arching sycamore. No cars drive downand fern and nettle,dandelion and dock slumberin this extraordinary summer’s heat. Spiders’ webs are spun tightand Speckled Woods and Tortoiseshells meet,lifting and drifting,in and out of pools … Continue reading

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GOING OUT THERE IS NO OTHER

Going out there is no other,coming back there is no trace.Though we must love one another,whose is the beloved’s face? Start from wherever you think you wish to,you cannot end up in a different place.Examine carefully the mirrors around you.All … Continue reading

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ONE ARROW, TWO ARROWS

Why should the hand complainfor the glove abandoned in the rain? Why should the foot retainthe ragged shoe and call it pain? Why should the coloured window paneinflict on the white wall a lasting stain? Why should the nerve-ends’ loss … Continue reading

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