A bard on the wire, a voice in the wilderness, a home page for exiles trying to get home. Everybody is an exile. Maybe artists just realise it. "Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir, I have tried, in my way, to be free."
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November 17, 2016
Sedgeford October With Winter Geese
"Sedgeford October With Winter Geese."The full photoshoot for the cover artwork is below. You can read and hear the poem in its glorious digitally recorded autumn collage at the link above.
A corner of a Norfolk field that is forever Europe. And one of the loveliest corners of England.
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