THE DAY I MET AN ANGEL

‘Une Grotte Quelque Part en Normandie’ by Zoolon The little old bloke with the peaked cap walks the main road into town each day. He carries a big bag and picks up all the street rubbish. He never wears gloves. He’s round-shouldered and his trousers are too short. He doesn’t speak to anyone. He just … Continue reading THE DAY I MET AN ANGEL

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NO PLACE FOR SHADOWS TO DANCE

‘View from a cliff edge’ by Zoolon  The road leading up the castle is winding and steep. High granite stone walls either side. Some ancient overhanging trees blocking the daylight. No place for shadows to dance. Most people drive up to the castle. The tourists off the cruise liners from places I’ve never been can … Continue reading NO PLACE FOR SHADOWS TO DANCE