Lois Elsden
WRITER
Fall
Landscape With The Fall of Icarus According to Brueghel when Icarus fell it was spring a farmer was ploughing his field the whole pageantry of the year was awake tingling near the edge of the sea concerned with itself sweating in the sun that melted the wings’ wax unsignificantly off the coast there was a […]
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Nothing sadder than a wrecked boat
We live very near the sea; the River Axe runs into the Severn Channel by Uphill, our village, and many people have boats moored there or in the marina. No-one is supposed to live on their boats here, but someone did and incurred some fines. Rather than pay them he either tried to head out to sea, or deliberately grounded […]
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The Silver Quill Blogger Award
First of all I’d like to thank Jeremy for nominating me for this award; I really appreciate it! Have a look at Jeremy’s page – you’ll love his poems and his photos: http://thesandcounty.wordpress.com/ So here goes: The rules for this award: If you choose to accept, are to paste the logo of this award on the top of your post. […]
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