June 11, 2016

No Man Is An Island | #CapturedInWords





No man is an island,

Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend's
Or of thine own were:
Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; 
It tolls for thee. 

John Donne


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June 06, 2016

Your Body The Sea (Pt. 1) | #CapturedInWords

Your Body The Sea (Pt. 1) | #CapturedInWords
Today I sat on a cold shingle beach Covered by a sky that came without a hem.  Knitted with clouds it was not;  An expanse of gr...
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May 26, 2016

Where's Your Sun Now | #CapturedInWords

Where's Your Sun Now | #CapturedInWords
As powerful as you are pathetic, whimpering, tormented with emotion and manacled to a ship's mast, whipped, clawed at, beaten against...
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May 19, 2016

Love is not a feeling | #CapturedInWords

Love is not a feeling | #CapturedInWords
If feelings are, by their very nature, fleeting, i sn't it wildly irrational that we chase feelings like love and of happiness in the p...
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May 15, 2016

Untitled #1 | #CapturedInWords

Untitled #1 | #CapturedInWords
The train sings as it pulls from the station, wreathed in mist and shuddering gently in the cold. Black crows are shot into what I can see ...
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May 10, 2016

The Season's Edge | #CapturedInWords

The Season's Edge | #CapturedInWords
I breathe urban petrichor and honeysuckle heaviness, Look to a sky drawing its heels across cement grey  Where gold burning rings ...
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February 25, 2016

A Blackbird | #CapturedInWords

A Blackbird | #CapturedInWords
Past the garden gate  The jagged silhouette of a pipe Puffs soft chugs of steam That curl like the smoke From a trembling cigar...
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February 13, 2016

The Ink Tide | #CapturedInWords

The Ink Tide | #CapturedInWords
  Last night I dreamt that you and I were swept away on a silent, deaf tide.  You, stricken, lit by the moon. I, in darkness, unheard...
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February 13, 2016

Tea Haiku | #CapturedInWords

Tea Haiku | #CapturedInWords
Your morning memory  blooms in a huff of tea-steam;  soft, distorted and, rising, gone. The touch of sun...
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December 18, 2015

The Accordion Man | #CapturedInWords

The Accordion Man | #CapturedInWords
The sky over the park is framed by naked trees standing stark to attention, upturned, as if a black network of nerves has taken root...
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September 30, 2014

A Walk in Barcelona #3

A Walk in Barcelona #3
Who's changed? You or I? Of course, it's both of us - my skeleton as usual, your frame, the same but of truly ourselves? The li...
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September 24, 2014

A Walk in Barcelona #2

A Walk in Barcelona #2
Even if I lived in Barcelona for the rest of my life, I'd spend those days revered as a guiri; a tourist. Prejudice sticks to me like...
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September 23, 2014

A Walk in Barcelona #1

A Walk in Barcelona #1
When I arrived in Barcelona, I was greeted by an almighty twilight thunderstorm. I had forgotten how very loud you ...
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July 27, 2014

A Weekend Walk #8

A Weekend Walk #8
While living in London has its merits, it'll never be for me. I'm a small city or country girl at heart. You know, where ev...
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February 10, 2014

London: A Society Beyond Borders

London: A Society Beyond Borders
Just before I moved to London, someone told me “ It will get to you and it will change you .” They told me about the cold and mean peo...
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November 03, 2013

Barcelona- City Ghosts

Barcelona- City Ghosts
I love city ghosts.  Faintly feathering about their shimmering way, slipping through doorways, turning street corners, shuddering in re...
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October 25, 2013

Barcelona- A Dark Love Story

Barcelona- A Dark Love Story
I hadn't planned to see you but knew that at some point, I would be drawn in your direction by an irresistible lull; the force of habit...
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October 18, 2013

Barcelona - This City Was Never Ours

Barcelona - This City Was Never Ours
When travelling, you can navigate by map and itinerary or choose to just walk and see and it is often that I take the latter, winding mysel...
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September 01, 2013

The Jewels of Rosie Criddle

The Jewels of Rosie Criddle
I’m the sentimental one in my family, clinging to nostalgia like a forgotten scent dancing anew on the nostrils; a sashaying, shim...
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