Richard Pierce

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Life, Poetry

Day 132

London. Early morning. An aeroplane overhead every couple of minutes. I do remember it being like this, when I did this regularly every other month, being away from home overnight… Continue Reading

Life, Poetry

Day 128

GT has given me his memory of the Avignon episode, so the reconstruction now runs something like this: I started writing the poem after seeing her, got three verses done,… Continue Reading


Day 119

6:30 FRIDAY MORNING We were oblivious To each other, the blackbird And I. It hid behind the empty Plant pot, I strolled through The garden, unseeing, mind On the greyness,… Continue Reading