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Author Archives: Flax Tine
The Waste of Unsaid Words
Your hair is tied in a ponytail and falls onto the nape of your neck like a sketch of a sad girl your simple navy blue shirt just rests on your body refusing to give up your beauty as do … Continue reading
Forgotten Words: An Occasional Series of Underrated Authors #1 Paul Bowles
It’s interesting the ways Authors and their novels come back to you and impress themselves upon you once again. I was watching a new version of Macbeth at the Globe Theatre (Southbank London) when the phrase “Let it come down” … Continue reading
Max Ernst Was My Dada
Max ernst was my Dada he would ‘etraper les borgious’ Anais Nin was my Mother dozens of men in her boudoir Virginia woolf was my big Sister She filled her pockets up with stones Burroughs my sharp shooting Grampa he … Continue reading
NO, not poetry, please.
Years ago I built a house out of brittle dreams but now the roof leaks and lets the rain in I catch it in pots and pans and roasting tins on the floor There are candles in saucers arranged around … Continue reading
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