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Tag Archives: January
January Dawn
Cold earth, crouched ¦¦ bides, marks time. Crystal on spiked crystal, ¦¦ hoar takes hold, blasts, grips, burns ¦¦ … Continue reading
Posted in Anglo saxon poetry form, beowulf, bird of prey, birds, Chaucer, Deer, frost, garden, germanic poetry form, Norman Invasion, Old English poetry form, Old Norse poetry form, poet, poetic forms, poetry, Poetry workshops, poets, strigil, Surrey, winter weather, word painting, Words in the landscape, writer, writing
Tagged Anglo Saxon, Arts, beowulf and Anglo/Saxon poetry, English poetry, germanic poetry form, Hoar rost, January, Literature, online poetry workshop, poetry, poetry group, poetry workshops, Stressed alliterative verse, winter weather
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Fate of the rummage box or, how the green dot lived to fight another day
The first Country Market after Christmas was bound to be a slow affair, and in our efforts to discover what would appeal to the clientèle, we had over produced the Christmas card range. No problems, a great January clear-out with ‘can’t … Continue reading
As usual I’m grumbling my way through January
Thank goodness we are nearing the end of January. Even as I sit with bright sunlight pouring through the window and warming my shoulder, I am aware of the dragging feeling that, for me, epitomises January. This year I tried … Continue reading
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Tagged four poems, grumbles, January, setting goals
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