Paris: a poem

The river has burst its banks and armed police parade its flanks. It seems nature and man have turned against this once great city. But in the shadow of the cloud a woman and a man walk arm-in-arm and smile. And out of the cold city dusk I feel the touch of their warmth in... Continue Reading →

Cap Skirring

We descend the rang-rang [dust road] surrounded by dense vegetation. Eventually it swings around and Issa and I catch our first glimpse of sand. From here to Venezuela there is only sea. We emerge onto a vast beach. Atlantic waves crash powerfully onto the distant shoreline. We walk towards Guinea-Bissau, taking care to avoid rabid... Continue Reading →

Circular Structure

I first came across circular structure back at school. The teacher was a certain Miss Murphy - a Scouse dyslexic with a first class degree from Oxford who was always passionate and encouraging. I was a little in awe of her. If I remember rightly the text, from an exam anthology, was called The Train... Continue Reading →

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