...only in the dreamtime of primal peoples and poets and dreamers can we fully grasp the ineffable that lingers just beyond the reach of intelligence.

Thursday 19 September 2013

Rain is belting down on the roof... as you might have guessed... no poetry today.

Not in the park anyway. Maybe in our hearts and heads and on the page the poems still have space to be...

Arrangements for a winter venue are in process... :-)

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