Automatic doors
let in people
and draughts automatically
As the darkness grows
the faces in the window
become more real
Kim James
8/1/96
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This Blog is dedicated solely to publishing a selection of the poetry which I have written over the last fifteen years or so. That I have started publishing is due to the encouragement of friends and, in particular, Kath. Some of the pieces have been seen in public before in Poetry Magazines in Dorset.
Chapters
- Divorce Poems (6)
- Other Poems (5)
- Out of the Closet (9)
- Soul Poems (7)
Poetry
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2009
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April
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- In the shadow of stars
- Waking up in Avalon
- Riding a rhinoceros
- Come kiss me, love.
- Two Haiku on the Train to London
- Waitress
- Late night shopping.
- Tuesday, 12th September 1995
- To my children, while they sleep.
- After conciliation, despair
- When the Sun
- The Umbrella Woman
- Litany
- In whose arms?
- This cold night
- I wish I had a little elf
- Plain Speaking
- In Tinsel Time
- Ma belle, je t’aime.
- Ex Memoriam.
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April
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About Me
- Archette
- Golfer, Lesbian, Cook, Poet, Photographer, Witch(!)...how best to describe myself? Oh all of the above and many other things I have been called <|8)
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