


Interesting fog the other evening.




Old painting of mine of a view of the road up Nugent Hill, from Arley Hill. Redland Bristol. , now available as a signed print (below) or as products on Society6.
Watercolour on paper, 297 x 420 mm.
Part of the Postcards from the Other Side of Sleep series.







“There’s only one way a poet can develop his actual writing — apart from self-criticism & continual practice. And that is by reading other poetry aloud — and it doesn’t matter whether he understands it or not (i.e. even if it is in another language.) What matters, above all, is educating the ear”
Definitely promise to possibly pick up the pace on these perhaps maybe.
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