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Walking Poems

Poems while walking, generally written on a mobile phone. They tend to be about present experience, usually in motion. For example

Eyes on the road say
Here's a puddle;
Mind, deep in thought,
Listens too late.

 

Articles
Title
Walking Poem 2019-05-31: I do not want to enclose myself within old roads
Walking Poem 2019-05-01: What a strange sadness I came back
Walking Poem 2019-05-01: What a strange sadness
Walking Poem 2019-04-23: The earth of a field being disced, in my nose
Walking Poem 2019-04-19: Last month's rain is going on my garden now
Walking Poem 2019-04-19: I have time. It is evening, and Spring
Walking Poem 2019-04-11: There is no solace in the Cotswold Way
Walking Poem 2019-04-03: Grubbed up, The iron strap fence
Walking Poem 2019-03-26: This is a village that has exploded into its own quietness
Walking Poem 2019-03-26: Hard baked into the clay

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“Bearing other people's vulnerability - which means sharing in it imaginatively and practically without needing to get rid of it, to yank people out of it - entails being able to bear one's own." - Adam Phillips and Barbara Taylor, On Kindness

Notebooks

  • Litter Picking
  • Savouring the Stone: The Church is a Mountain, the Church is a Mountain Stream
  • Inscribed church
  • Archives are Personal

Groundworks

  • Groundworking: Notes and Working Sources

Latest Additions

  • 2024 "Foreword" to “The Village That Once Was Our World”, by William Eiduks and Leonard Clarke, narratives compiled by Carolyn L. Mears, PhD.
  • The music of winter (28/12/2025)
  • exploding love of many (14/11/2025)
  • 1967: "Letters to Times: Youth Replies", CONTRA COSTA TIMES, April 9, 1987, p. 26
  • test (don't try this at home)

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"My encounter with the room is not such that I first take in one thing after another and put together a manifold of things in order to then see a room. Rather, I primarily see a referential whole..." (Martin Heidegger)