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Dissolution

Dissolution

Pain eddies in the hollow spaces, swirls round granite words now submerged now bare. Tattered promises, first flung then current-caught, still struggle to stay afloat. More weary grown, almost despairing of still waters, restoration.   — Christine Rigden

Diamond days

Diamond days

Once-upon-a-time summers now just a dream of sunshine and seashores ocean waves and breezes and endless days. Long, warm, lazy hours lying in golden sun soaking up memories: happy sounds, and laughter gentle sounds, and peace. A glowing time, discovering (in long walks, and evenings and sailing with the wind) the person I call me. […]

Celebration

Celebration

I love my life. I feel sometimes my enjoyment of it, stretching like a cat before the fire. It is mingled pain and pleasure – the icy waves cool a hot summer’s day; the warmth of a room on wintered face and hands. The hurting times and greyness give small joys their brilliance. Life is […]

Carefully

Carefully

The air is dense with ambiguities. Conversations advance, carefully, cautiously disinterested. Wary words are chosen. Questions hanging in between are carefully unspoken. Closeness is rationed, carefully other interests intertwined. Chance contacts are evaded. Margins unexpectedly diminished are carefully regained. Eye meets eye in recognition, hesitates – then moves along, seeking chaste neutrality; then stealing back […]

Advent

Advent

The land is grey and wan December hangs in barren branches, cries from castle walls. Frost-trodden, leaves are stilled unmoved by winter’s breath. But the solitary trees, in each clenched bud silently enact an Advent carol.   — Christine Rigden