Thor’s day

Like medicine that’s “everso nice when the nasty taste’s gone”, several days of torrential rain left has everywhere washed and bright and sparkling:

ivy after rain

I expect there will be more storms later, but I’ve tipped the spiders out of my red wellies and found my hand-knitted winter socks, so I’ll be all right.
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the narrator and me

There is a reason this blog is called “Don’t confuse the narrator”.

I post a lot of first person poetry, anecdotes and general prose, but I don’t guarantee the veracity of any of it. My world overlaps, and occasionally coincides with, the world described in my writing, but it is not the same world, and the narrator and I are not the same person.

Which makes this advert – which crops up regularly on my WordPress dashboard – more than a little ironic:

suugestion to buy domain dontconfusethenarrator-dot-me

Perhaps if the domain on offer was:
dontconfusethenarrator.possiblysomebodyelseentirely, it might be more tempting.

room with a view

The window of the latest hotel room doesn’t offer much of a view. But I’ve always like red brick and it would be a lot more depressing if there weren’t that glorious unbroken blue sky.

hotel room view
Writing the post title reminded me I have a poem by the same name, written at least a decade ago, I suspect – back in the days when I thought it was normal to write letters rather than emails.
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windfarm

En un lugar de La Mancha, driving
along an empty motorway, we see
giants on the horizon. Full tilt
we race towards them.
Long arms whirl and sharp blades
slice the air. We hear aeolian music
serenading Dulcinea.

windmills / windfarm

sea sounds

Sea at Alicante

While I was in the south, I managed to get an hour or so to walk along the marine parade at Alicante, which is as good an excuse as any to post this old piece, written in response to a challenge to write a favourite joke as a poem:
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