..day 77..
..day 77..
or should i say 11 weeks
and i wonder what happens next
so the horses were in the long grass this morning
while the farmers still go to market
i ordered the oil sadly as the can has changed
and i did not recognise it yet
have old ones here and can decant
if i feel necessary
it feels necessary to hold onto memories
and to repeat myself
we do not have pastors here that i know of
there are vicar things and i do not know them
i know kindness and common sense
and i like new sandals
i guess i will not need to buy shoes
for the summer as i am not going
nowhere much
my trip to alnwick castle is cancelled of course
along with the others
a refund or a transfer?
most of the ivy is gone so i embark on a new…
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Lee Dunn has been writing since the age of 18, but found that work got in the way for the ensuing 48 years. In his home town of Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he reveled in his independence at an early age, and spent as much time as he could exploring the city’s Arts scene. He was introduced to poetry and prose by the works of two literary giants, namely J.R.R. Tolkien and J.W. Lennon and thence fell in love with the written word. His work includes poetry, short fiction, and personal essays, and ranges in theme from the surreal to the horrific, nostalgic, and themes on the human condition. He has been published on Spillwords.com, The Dark Poets Club, Journal of Undiscovered Poets, Crepe & Penn Literary magazine, and the Shelburne Free Press.
