Category: north east england
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Gold Dust and Birds
The keys form cords that induce an eyeball elevation. Flickering frames, birds flying in and out of vision. A pigeon or a crow replacing the mighty ginger eagle of the sea, From way back then. The beach became paving slabs and moss, The sun disguised by brick not coconut. The Arabian Sea profound and distant. Warm Indian…
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To and from the September Floods
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Art. Disco. Storms. – June and Summer in England
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You’ve Come Home
The light outside shielded by fabric, drapes, muted. Soft and gentle inhales. The piano and songs about snow. A small pink lantern looking better on that stall in Bombay. Coral harmony creeping effortlessly from technology while they work away, painting, filing, i stay horizontal. All days are different but flat connects one to the next.…
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Watching Men Walk Whippets and Other Clichés – Life in North East England Part 1
I have been back in England for one month. Days are drastically different and curated around pleasure, entertainment, calm. Travelling limited due to the price of public transport and accommodation so i end up staying, or returning back to my temporary home most nights. A temporary home of comfort and quiet, pretty much surrounded by fields. When the time comes…
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