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The top is sweet, light, not like chocolate boy,It’s quick, agile and acceptinglaughing, tasting, devouring, easy-going, You can break through, just enough There’s a sense that too much will be too much, The words that go alongside trying to anchor into something deeperReminders of how things really are, are unwelcome It’s a time to forget,…
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Tonight I am an accordion Squeezing air and tipping over Like a book in the wind Noise about to be music until Off the rails oil dripping, crushed Time passing in slow motion Until the wheels stop spinning And the silence comes. Tonight I am an accordion Squeezing out the air Like books tipping from…
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Adam Philips: – Psychoanalysis is about the unacceptable and about love, two things we may prefer to keep apart but which Freud found to be inextricable. .. one way to talk about psychoanalysis is to say that Freud found love was compatible though often furtively with all that it was meant to exclude. There are…
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The Knoydart peninsula in Scotland, is oft labelled as Britain’s last peninsula by folks and the Guardian no less. For me, though, it’s more of a first than a last of anything. Some time in 2007 I was first invited by the Stafford crew, who would I come to know very well over the years,…
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The wild man is lively in the medieval imagination. At a time when civilization is being constructed, the wild man, a human returned to nature and cut off from the civilised world, is something to reflect upon – shows medieval (literate? Created by literate strata but shared in wider popular culture) society. The tale comes…
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I do sometimes wonder what I am, is there something innate or am I just borrowing bits and bobs? As a kid I always wanted to copy something, James Bonds hairstyle, I didn’t know what I wanted to be, and even now I steal looks from Tom Hardy and Paddy Considine or Robert Pattinson as…