All You Need Is Art
No calligraphy you’ll lay that isn’t art.
Tag: writing
The Voice That Searched My Memories: extracts from The Floating Harbour
Now riddle it with chaos: muddied fury lit by mob-borne flame.
This Room, This City, This World: extracts from The Floating Harbour
“Change is the only thing. It’s the only thing there is.”
That Way, For Him, Adventure Lies: extracts from The Floating Harbour
The seagulls, too: they screech in semi-reliably recorded history.
The Hunter Sits: extracts from The Floating Harbour
Such keen eyes, such keen resolve.
The River Keeps Me Company: extracts from The Floating Harbour
I watch her and she’s wistless as she weaves and waves again.
A(n updated) Bristol Series
I have, these recent years, fallen, somehow, in to writing about Bristol over and over again.
william altoft 