Thursday 20 February 2014

The first one (without a proper title) of the year.

link? Yes there is.
apologies from the editor - this appeared in some early editions yesterday

Write me about the wind.

Tell me how you stood leaning into it and felt like Michael Jackson.

Did you feel that you could fly?

Or were you scared to blow away?

Where would you have gone?

Were you alone?

You were close to the water, I know that – but could you see its surface.

Were there ripples, were there waves?

Did it crash against the concrete as spray?

Did you feel that you were still part of this earth, or were you part of another?

Do you remember the day we flew kites together on the beach?

I do.

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