façade Last night I dreamed:  I’ve left my hotel early, before my companion wakes,  and I’m wandering the city. The buildings, the people,   the streets

write 31 days: dreamscape – day 6

pause All I want is this space of time,  something carved and tossed  to make a banquet, a quiet feast,  more than I know what

write 31 days: dreamscape – day 5

frankincense & myrrh The familiarity of places I’ve never been,  the recognition of these merciful holds when I see them again, inhabit them again,  like

write 31 days: dreamscape – day 4

Dreaming and poetry. They’re linked. Dream is not a revelation. If a dream affords the dreamer some light on himself, it is not the person

write 31 days: dreamscape – day 3

“Woods were ringed with a colour so soft, so subtle that it could scarcely be said to be a colour at all. It was more

write 31 days: dreamscape

This month I posted every day on the theme of dreamscape. I didn’t know what I meant at the start, except that I’d be lurking

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