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Posted on April 2, 2021

Shimmershine

“More to see! The child who eats the twisting treat; the gull who rides the unseen surf.”

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Posted on March 22, 2021

A Scene, Translated

Breeze breaks in laughter loosed; kuhllainkkinkcnk sothairyugoe! hahihihihihuh hyeh-uh?!

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Posted on February 26, 2021

Beside The Trees, Deciduous

Clouds cling – fast.

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Posted on January 10, 2021

Unlimited

Paddling swan in feathers.

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Posted on December 17, 2020

A List Of Things I Noticed At The Harbour

The dog’s bark ricochets in waves that break ‘gainst seagull’s calling.

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Posted on December 11, 2020

Tanka, With A Bonus Quatrain

Day-drinker ponders; rises; leaves the poem.

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Posted on December 2, 2020

Four Poems For Me; For You

The cranes cry to the cov’ring cloud.

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Posted on November 24, 2020

Shriek; Undulation

Do you hear?

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Posted on November 15, 2020

Today: Ten Tanka

People-watching; people, watching me.

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Posted on November 12, 2020

Cascade Steps

Over the water, w’thin the waves of crashing flame, I sit ‘n write.

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Posted on October 28, 2020

A Poem That I Texted

With pub fire calling, its warmth tempting all in, Molly, through the rain she yet led.

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Posted on September 21, 2020

The Matthew Spreads Its Wings

In screeching seagull song sounds out senescent afternoon.

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Posted on September 16, 2020

On The 16th Of September

The road runs riv’ring currents, coursing crashless swirls of traffic.

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Posted on August 24, 2020

Tanka Taken From A Tree-Trunk

King Will’yum walks, in wettened-sand.

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Posted on July 30, 2020

Egypt & Industry: third peak; third sneak

A finely crafted lot of letters nailed into its door, the room, so full in retrospect, slept – spacious; silent.

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William Altoft

Writer in and from (and consistently on) Bristol.

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