Poetry
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The Loss of a Dear Companion.
To lose a pet is very often such an individual experience it is hard to generalise about. It is based on how that relationship unfolded, and the depth of feeling associated with it. For me, in common with so many others, the animals in my life are not so much pets, as life companions. Our…
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Celestial Homesickness
My eyes closed, my mind driftedAs I listened to the song of the shipping forecast…Familiar names of unknown places…Carrying me away to dreams within dreams… I swam with the stars and danced on the moon,My feet not heavy, my spirit light enoughTo carry me up and overThe brightness of countless constellations…Diving in and out of…
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Memories
He looked at her,And said, I’m sorry I can’t rememberWhen we last met…Was it June or in September? I think we were outsideWith grass all around, long and greenPerhaps in a park?Or somewhere closer to home? My memory is fadingAnd it’s been a long timeSince we sat and talked about the placesWe wanted to see…A…
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The Greenway
The Greenway lies on top of the sewer.Laid down in belief that the grass brings newerPaths to trample, routes from here to there.Avoiding the streets and breathing fresh air,From Newham to Bow. Who thought we ever could find bright plants,Trees and woods, giving homes to bees and ants,And the sewers of London could give such…
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Song of the Electron
Positive energy flies in the airTo meet the negative forceThat defies gravity.Floating above the surfaceWithout wings to flap or engineTo create energy, the sourceWill remain endlesslySuspended without sound or strings. Opposites attract, and in thatThe spell is broken. Positive to positiveCannot be sustained. Negative to negativeRepels the same, and so the gravityOf the situation is…
Julie Newman, visual artist 