Daily Archives: September 25, 2012

The vision rose The vision rose, reflected depths of image, tone and shape, and shook the dust of daylight from disbelieving mind. In watered, deep evolving, he knew her for his own, the anima in ghostly form, seduced him far … Continue reading

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Blind drunk You’re blind drunk, my mother said as he fell through the door, and sure he was, on this one day when thoughts returned to war. They march the men on Anzac Day, in honour of that time, and … Continue reading

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