8 Jan
Whisper It
A blown kiss,
the snap of a garment,
the pop of a lipstick tube,
of soft sounds are
pleasures made;
where nylon slips
over skin, or in
the sibilance
of a crisp blouse;
from a frisson of words
dropped in an ear,
falling too softly
for others to hear.
Julian O’Dea
8 Dec
Patriots All
The weeds say to the
concrete island: we three
are your lush vegetation,
and you are our island home:
and this light pole is the flag
of our proud micronation.
Julian O’Dea
4 Nov
Song
God took a bone from Man,
a single line from a poem,
and fleshed it out to make
a refrain, Woman, so the duet
began in a thousand tongues,
though all the beasts were mute,
till the birds began their songs.
Julian O’Dea
11 Oct
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7 Oct
A recent comment on a photo showing the way women used to be but are now:
” You feel an intense sense of loss, but you feel better because you know things were better once, and you think, you start to believe, that somehow there can be a restoration of that better state – after all, here is the proof, sitting right in front of your very eyes! “Things were once nice like this, surely they can be again, right?” “
Good comment, and here is another old photo of how women used to be:
1957. Leeds General Infirmary, England. Prayers at the start of a shift.
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