her swirled
shavings
lie on the
darkened concrete,

these from
an outline pencil
that guides
hues

often less
remembered
but bright within
this moment

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My thanks to IT and Rupert for posting this poem, which you can read here: https://internationaltimes.it/language-abused/

The kind of abusive rhetoric referenced in generic terms is international, but this poem is reflecting specifically on its use in the UK.

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(Image by artist and photographer Nick Dormand)

Where’s Wally? You had to be there to know…

And I was there, just to the left of the red circle, and therefore out of the picture. I was out of a lot during that weekend.

10.6.23: just remembered, I have this one and only picture of me at Weeley, looking quite chilled –

Here: https://www.theredceilingspress.co.uk/product-page/drinking-watermelon-whiskey-mike-ferguson

My thanks to IT and Rupert for posting this poem today – read here: https://internationaltimes.it/lemon/

And what a vivid image to find for Lemon!