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Of an evening which contained 2 poets and half a blues band

I love the endless-possibility-feeling of a Saturday morning, when the living is easy*. An epic evening of acoustic blues at Sinkshack with Badword, Poet Programmer and the guys from The Black Cat Bones ensured a fragile morning ensconced in feather duvet and The Rattle Bag. I have no idea what I will do the rest [...]

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August 15th, 2009 by Feylian

Of feeling like a bit of an idiot and strange animals

Buggering badgers on a stick. It’s time I start dating. Considering that even the biggest womaniser I know is now in a relationship and almost certainly in maybe-love, and CC is long since a goner, that leaves me with a dwindling supply of single friends. And frankly, I want a Waking Life connection. I don’t [...]

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August 12th, 2009 by Feylian

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Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. ~W.B. Yeats

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Of an evening which contained 2 poets and half a blues band

Of feeling like a bit of an idiot and strange animals

Where angels fear to tread

For those who like trawling

Looking for something?

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