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The poet saves us and gives an expression for the unspeakable sadness of Good byes which are a part of life.
Warning by Jenny Joseph When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me, And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves And satin sandals, and … Continue reading
Three siblings from the same parents and yet so different.
Hope by Emily Dickinson “Hope” is the thing with feathers__ That perches in the soul__ And sings the tune without the words__ And never stops__at all__ And sweetest__ in the gale__is heard__ And sore must be the storm__ That could … Continue reading

a feeling of so close to a memory you can touch it and yet it continues to allude you
graffitti granny’s sculptures are venturing oversea. Cherche is off to Russia, Ouef is going to Turkey and Vie is heading to the Big Apple. Meanwhile Cherche’s twin, Seul stays in the flats with a Babha Yaga learning Russian for when … Continue reading
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The poet saves us and gives an expression for the unspeakable sadness of Good byes which are a part of life.

Espere is sitting with the big guys on another sculpture Standing figure by Willem de Kooning at the NGV.
Espere is hopeful of being discovered.
What ever that means!
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This sculpture was left in the flower beds outside Ruyton in Coleridge St, Kew. The poem is Khubla Khan by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. A fitting poem for a girls school I thought. Lots of erotic suggestions and fantasies. Glitz head … Continue reading
Voit and daffy at Melbourne University Voit and Daffy Duck are about to go global. He was left at the Babel building, Melbourne University in February with the poem Heraclitus by William Cory. “They told me, Heraclitus, they told me … Continue reading