Day 332
The strangest thing about being on twitter and mastodon is that I seem to be using social media a lot less. Allow for the fact that I go to insta… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
The strangest thing about being on twitter and mastodon is that I seem to be using social media a lot less. Allow for the fact that I go to insta… Continue Reading
Driving from Norwich down to Ipswich today to pick up M and C (who has now moved to Norwich), I was struck by what I thought was the changing nature… Continue Reading
It’s Friday, early evening (late, I suppose, depending on how you look at it), and it’s one of those days where I question the wisdom of trying to write when… Continue Reading
I’ve not written a fragmentary for ages. Today is one. The ristretto 2x didn’t taste quite as nice today – perhaps because I “only” had two Rich Tea biscuits beforehand,… Continue Reading
The thought had crossed my mind to write anojther poem today, but I wasn’t feeling it after a fairly chaotic day. I also wanted to share something special – for… Continue Reading
illogic something always turns into something else every time something starts and something ends and something’s in the middle fractions would never allow us to get to a final destination… Continue Reading
I started writing another poem in my head earlier, but the day has been so relentless, I have forgotten even the few short words that made up the first sentence…. Continue Reading
SCENES The train takes me past the football ground They use for cricket in the summer, where we Always either complained about the racket Of the metal wheels on the… Continue Reading
A vignette. I like to go for a walk after therapy. It clears my mind. I head out of the door after the usual dithering, and am about to tie… Continue Reading
Manic today, which could be one reason for having spent almost entirely no time on social media so far today. I also think it’s partly the balancing effect of being… Continue Reading