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This Room Sits

The room with a view Architecture and politics Looks down Upon the minions of a city Now, the noise has gone Except, for the dripping Tap That soft inflection …voices Drinkers after work This room sits Innocent But a witness … Continue reading

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The Well

Real Time is human life the well sometimes dripping occasional weeping but always leaking then, runs dry and for a moment Time and Life is dead!   By Paolo Michell  

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Dripping with Poetry

my working days tend to end with cups of coffee swallowing minutes with sips of cappuccino observing from a safe distance usually! the autumn evenings still warm yet I’m reluctant to leave the city or at least the cafe staring … Continue reading

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Dripping Diesel

as a child there is a memory alas now fading a smell on a cold December morning warm grease dripping diesel forming pools in a sort of blue shimmering forever lingering rows of carriages under cast iron canopies green and … Continue reading

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