Made it to Round 3! What a ride…
Author: robinpridy
this view outside my window
Is ridiculous in its beauty. It shames me that I can see it. It is more than Constable. More than Bob Ross. Brushstroke trees, style it out. Ablaze in amber. Behind, bit part actors. Form a wash of ruddy forest Feathering down the hill. A stark hedge cracks through the centre. It’s all there. The… Continue reading this view outside my window
Death and dreaming
NEW POEMS… Over the spring and summer, I wrote a few poems, one about my friend Steph’s painting, another about satellites and whales, and string and forks and waiting. I wrote a eulogy for my dad, sprinkled his dust. I wrote some great titles for stories. I had some wonderful dreams… I fought imaginary and… Continue reading Death and dreaming