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The smallness of death, The insignificance of turning The corner one day, full of life, And then, nothing, just an ending. The unexpected resonates In our chest cavity to create… Continue Reading
Browsing Tag: death
Day 107
Easter Sunday used to be the day on which I put everything to one side and spent the day painting and listening to classical music. I haven’t done that for… Continue Reading
Day 64
M really dislikes it when I say the damp gets into my bones. But this morning, my back is aching, my joints are stiff, and I’ve been awake on and… Continue Reading
Day 29
The sky is full of man-made mysteries and secrets. I saw a steady glow moving through the Great Bear this morning, craning my neck so much it hurt, looking away… Continue Reading
These Dead
All the clapping hypocrisy to one side, carers and NHS staff are underpaid and undervalued, and dying. This is for them, about them. These Dead These dead live in pebble-dashed… Continue Reading
The Ice – addictive, dangerous, and deadly
Only last night I was talking for an hour with a friend of mine who’d just finished reading Dead Men, telling him how, in my short time on the Antarctic,… Continue Reading