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In Search of the Good Life: Chapter 2, Part 1

By: Patrick   Artie died today. Or, maybe yesterday, I don’t know. The email from the secretary wasn’t clear. And I didn’t know Artie well enough to consider the details worth chasing up. A lot of our members seem to … Continue reading

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In Search of the Good Life: Chapter 1, Part 3

By: Patrick   Our final member that morning came in shortly afterwards. Luciano Corallo was one of Joey’s most devoted disciples. Young, handsome, passionate, he was one of the more militant enforcers of the primacy of the interpersonal in philosophy groups. … Continue reading

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In Search of the Good Life: Chapter 1, Part 2

By: Patrick   Joey generally refused to eat or drink at the places we hung out. When put on the spot by a particularly insistent waitress, he would begrudgingly order some green tea or something, but generally he would order nothing. … Continue reading

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In Search of the Good Life: Chapter 1, Part 1

By: Patrick   We never really worked. Work was for bums, not philosophers. Bertrand Russell’s In Praise of Idleness was our Bible. We got by, well admittedly we got by largely as we were all retired having worked bloody hard … Continue reading

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Sunday, Around Midday (2)

By: Patrick   Walking back to my car, And suddenly the present, uninvited, emerges. It’s a cloudless, sunny day. I take in the birds, the cars, The voices of a couple of neighbours On the other side of the road. … Continue reading

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Saturday Morning (1)

By: Patrick   Today My world drags Like a bad movie. I stare at the murky surface of a cup of green tea For minutes on end, Without a thought in my mind. Yesterdays confuse and amuse. Today Is about … Continue reading

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The Wait

By: Hugin   The castle stood on the edge of the cliff. For centuries it had stood there, and it was as strong and majestic in ruins as it had been in its glory days. Instead of the hustle and … Continue reading

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The Wrong Thing

By: Lydia Crow   ‘It was the wrong thing to write’, she mused to herself, staring down at the scribbled words on the otherwise pristine notebook. She had spoiled it, ruined it by her hasty desire to write ‘something’. And … Continue reading

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The Glass Tree

By: Lydia Crow   Originally written for: 2011 Trees for Life Charity Exhibition.   I saw it once, a fleeting glimpse, With my dreaming eyes; Its slender branches beckoning, Reaching for the skies. I stood there in the flickering dusk, … Continue reading

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Song of the Trees

By: Lydia Crow   Originally written for: 2011 Trees for Life Charity Exhibition.   Whish, whish, Embla, Embla, Echo in the night. Màthair, màthair, whaa, whaa, Shades of dark and light. Thalla whither, thalla whither, Whisper loud and long. Tawasentha, … Continue reading

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