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Solution II… Stuart France

Posted on October 2, 2018 by Sue Vincent

Dalgety Bay * The ‘Graduate School’ Solution… The clue in the poem is the very clunky ‘over there’. If something is over there, then ‘we’ must be here. Presence though, like time, involves Set Theory. So even ‘over there’ is … Continue reading →

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Solution… Stuart France

Posted on October 1, 2018 by Sue Vincent

‘Setting riddles is much easier than solving them.’ … “What a strange planet. Where I come from people solve three riddles every morning before sitting down to first breakfast.” The ‘High School’ Solution… The clue in the poem is that … Continue reading →

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How much further?… Stuart France

Posted on September 23, 2018 by Sue Vincent

* If tomorrow never comes, Then, how much further away from today, Is the day after tomorrow? Count Jack Reblogged from Stuart France

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Winter’s Tail… Stuart France

Posted on September 21, 2018 by Sue Vincent

* “In my house the lights Turn themselves on and off…” Count Jack Reblogged from Stuart France

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Free Day III … Stuart France

Posted on September 15, 2018 by Sue Vincent

… Our-Father, Lady, Countess-Grae passed light and demure across the softly shifting shades of a turquoise beach. Formless as beauty likened to the morning mist, her presence cleansed and refreshed the air as she danced; flitting capriciously between the stark … Continue reading →

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Free Day II … Stuart France

Posted on September 14, 2018 by Sue Vincent

* …Left alone in my room for long enough I thought I might discover how they did it, how they worked it. I thought I was being clever. Initially, I had suspected the lights, either the lights or the heating, … Continue reading →

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Free Day … Stuart France

Posted on September 13, 2018 by Sue Vincent

* …Metallic blue piping ran at strangely oblique angles, stretching deep into the ever darkening glass cliff-face, sparkling in the sunlight when at odd times it emerged like some long forgotten swimmer up for air, jutting rudely into the open … Continue reading →

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Turnings II… Stuart France

Posted on September 10, 2018 by Sue Vincent

* … Now she was out in space my Soul had turned astronomical on me. I decided to give her free reign, as much rope as she wanted. Enough for a thousand and one hangings… “The Water Maiden has sacrificed … Continue reading →

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Turnings… Stuart France

Posted on September 9, 2018 by Sue Vincent

* …First she was a speck, black against the sky, then she was an arrow balancing the breeze, finally, after measuring the hole in the wall of my room with her wing-span, she became an awesome, majestic weight, sprung upon … Continue reading →

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Mantle of Time… Stuart France

Posted on September 7, 2018 by Sue Vincent

* …”All those keepsakes: photographs, trinkets, letters, cards, little knick-knacks which tug at the heart-strings in quiet moments,” said Bill as he paced my room with his meticulously measured tread. “When girls die they get to take these things with … Continue reading →

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