Song from a seagull

Hetakes stones,called her,kissed her in the breaking,climbed a mountain, three thousand milesmissed her flowersand branches; climbed a tree. A manasked her of goodbye,writes his papers,profitsmemory. A ladysometimes calls,brought her laughternow she fears.Manis bleeding,a dreamer sees; will lose. Heart is hollow.She is free.

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There are limits to what we can hold on to

We pick things, pull things,up from under, roots, weeds,things we dropped, things to distract,flowers to fill the spaces since vacated.We pick things, pull things. We keep things, store things,in boxes, under beds, in sheds,under sheets; your stool of supportwhere you watched us, running; out, off, gone.We keep things, store things things we didn’t know, thenhow […]

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Under Photon Crowns, Selected Writings by Dai Fry

In case you didn’t know, I have another WordPress site called Eat the Storms, where I share details of each and every poetry podcast episode so you can find links to follow and support all my guests on Eat the Storms, the poetry podcast and, on the same site, I have a section called Talk […]

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Eat the Storms, The Poetry Podcast

Your favourite Poetry Podcast Eat the Storms is back tomorrow for Episode 8 of Season 2 with guests poets from the northern and southern hemispheres waiting to take you on journeys from the comfort of your armchair. So join me, Damien B. Donnelly, your host and producer from 5pm with Stuart McPherson, Anne Casey, Stuart […]

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Under the Spotlight in the Poets’ Directory

This week I am honoured to be the Spotlight poet on the brilliant Poets’ Directory, created by Colin Bancroft, also the creator 192 Magazine and the brilliant Kickstarter funded Nine Pens whose first poetry collections are about to be launched into the world very soon. Colin is also the author of the poetry collection Impermanence […]

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WE HAVE EATEN ALL WE COULD NOT ACCEPT – IMBOLC

Come Imbolc / we’ve left the gate on the latch / waiting Come Imbolc / turn us over and all else / outWe’ve left out straw to ignite ashes into actionInto obliteration / cleanse this dust / this despair Come Imbolc / empty us / our bellies lie openEager to be burped / belched / […]

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