Overlaid with silken lanolin, his worn and callused hand grips mine. I want to hold on, learn about its lines, its edges, that softening glaze. We’ve just seen him bearing a fleece like a saddle into his barn, parked our rental car by his drive, stopped to ask if he minded. His sheepdog Jem bounds […]
Filed under: Neile Graham by akublik Date 14 May, 2009
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Billowing black raincoat Muddy knees muddy boots Grey hair long and Damp with the deluge escaping from whatever I would use to hold it Camera encumbered Porting the paper burden of maps notes brochures Stalking the perfect moment when the sun bursts through the roiling clouds The curve of road opens up hill and sky […]
Filed under: Neile Graham by akublik Date 11 May, 2009
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