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Joanne has a BA Creative Writing and English, Edge Hill University 2008 and an MA Creative Writing, Edge Hill University 2010. She was joint winner of the inaugural Rhiannon Evans Poetry Scholarship 2010. Joanne was winner of Poetry Wales Purple Moose Prize 2012.
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Our eyes met for three seconds past casual. 8220;Are you Pat? I studied my latte. Air Conditioning and Other Pleasures. Woke up this morning,.
Haiku - not the usual 5-7-5. Saturday, April 14, 2018. Perhaps a poem will be written - a petite poem depending upon the hour. Friday, April 13, 2018. Sap is the preferred paint of trees.
The thing with Writerly Insomnia. LOVE THAT NEVER FADES! My Lover Turns Into A Witch At Night. The Queen of My Heart. Albina and The Birds Of Paradise. To be alone is like a flower without fragrance Wild imagination runs through And it pains Ponder your flaws and.
Welcome to my Website! Benvenuti nel mio Sito Web! My name is Sergio. Art is the real way to bo farther, to overcome ourselves, to settle up a new way of living and of perceiving things. Art is the Breath of Life. I feel Art like the breath of Life and of Infinite. I hope you may enjoy it. Thanks, really, for being here! Who I am - Chi sono.
About time for another I suppose! This poem is about. He streaked through the mist like a bat out of hell,. His journey and purpose he knew all too well,. And as the dawn broke he arrived at the fell. And the forest that lay to the west. He tore through the forest and whipped through the trees,. With an angel a-topping its crest.