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Dewi Sant

2 March 2020 David is the patron saint of Wales, land of my foremothers and fathers, direct ancestor of our artery of song. His name is not Daffydd, cymbricized from the Hebrew David; it is Dewi. Dewi Sant is the … Continue reading

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Lost on the ride

This was a Very good night: 20 February 2018 20 Lost on the Ride It’s a wet pillowcase ours will be, come the morning. A wet little hand leaves a wet little trail as it traces the side of your … Continue reading

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Drowning, Pond and Pool

25 December 2017 24 Down in the Drowning Pool Draw down through a pair of hands, the Moon down through the pouring rain that used to make us wait outside, but now it’s found its first-born’s brain, and deep within … Continue reading

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It Will Not Let Me Rest

I won’t let it rest, either: 26 June 2017 34 Love Held Strong I don’t know how to work a heart that pounds like hooves all night, all day, and won’t lie down and let me go to sleep no … Continue reading

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Happy Hello

It’s been a while, but I’ve been working. Here is something I read at a local gathering a few days ago: 3 April 2017 3 Without the Lilies’ Leave Without the lilies’ leave, I could not read these lines to … Continue reading

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11-11

Things got a little stranger than usual last night: 11 November 2015 11 Here and Gone, Alive Soft, as I fall quite asleep all alone, the little hands rise up and shadow the light that wants to leak in, but … Continue reading

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From the Foundry

11 September 2014 6 First Founder of My Line When I can lie with my eyes wide awake, and know I am praying, I know what I’ll say: this was a vertical pool of cold pavement in which I lay … Continue reading

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