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July 6, 2016
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June 16, 2016
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June 14, 2016
Walking Workshop - Sat 11 & 18 June
June 10, 2016
Day 2 - A late night upload!
June 8, 2016
Day 1 - Walk to Work to Walk
June 1, 2016
Day 0 - Unit 10 Residency
May 31, 2016
Back in the Studio!
WEST Zine - Pink Edition
May 27, 2016
Back and Drifting with Purpose
May 23, 2016
April 27, 2016
After Varcolas, dragged by this Wild River
is a Pilgrims' blessing.
The morning rustling leads back anew,
back into the tranquil thread of The Urrobi,
We passed beneath the moaning turbines and listened
to your rhythm, unable to hear my own yet.
This olive sniffling sunshine breezes beyond Los Arcos and into Viana's Horizon.
We leave together during that Sunrise
You leave, and then a little later,
I leave alone.
A Cookoo echoes across a wet runway
and now is not the time for light.
No, I laughed at you.
We walk together, it is your first day and
an arrogant artist trails behind.
This garden has bedding hung out and you let me sleep
a little longer
But Carrion feeds a porous memory, and this one is just for you.
A short whirring wind murmurs over dawn
and the birds for Mum and Mary call to invite me to Jazz
and Jazz I do.
From holistic to hole the Cookoo finds me again at Foncebadón.
I rumble beneath the strip and look back, behind.
The bell calls Buenos Dias one more time
And you sing to them
all the way to Ventosa.
Now I can see the gap between that which I want
and that I am given.
A bird becomes a rock and then a leaf
And keeps on shrieks its twicacy rhythm
The band rise and feet throb on and on
Today the Eucalyptus reach out to me
and from me
And so I pack my final bag
it is dark
Today I chose to chase the dawn chorus into The City.
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