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Tag Archives: Pete Brown poetry
How will I know you when I see you / In the bareness of spring I will know you by starlight / Where the road’s echoes sing How will I love you when I know you / In the greyness … Continue reading
Playing with memes and avoiding the minefield of sensationalism, and new variants on the theme of pornography, which seems to be the antithesis of magic and at least something surprising, compelling and not entirely comprehensible. [Kitsch] is perhaps most clearly … Continue reading
Brilliant Disguise. Talking head syndrome that grim reaps the shadows and obscurity that misting ancient time has gathered as blanket to the covering light.
Hey can you follow, Now that the trace is fainter in the sand Try turning your face to the wall Can you still read me Now that the chase is wilder in your hand Try losing your place in the … Continue reading