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Author Archives: Esme upon the Cloud
Simulcast Fragment – 772321 – Fran Cardis – Degrassé
It was after the funeral, whilst clearing out the battle zone that was her house, that I chanced across it. …
The Moomins: Tove Jansson’s feminist legacy – Fillyjonks, Thingummy and Bob and Hattifateners aplenty.
Interesting article here about the writer Tove Jannson, a favourite of Esme’s from many a moon ago. I have all …
Oceans Remain a Kindly Blue Beside the Tattered Shores
Next a poem by a nobel winner no less, and one whose imagery I particularly enjoy. I hope you find …
A Beautification of Spatulas
Collections, gangs, throngs, crowds, buckets of and the like . . . the correct (or most amusing) terms for specific …
Simulcast Fragment – 11653828 – Joseph Martin – Good Time Merchant
This could have been another 101 story. But I want to post it here, and also I wanted more words …
Beloved.
Judge Groody Slimedem of The Skies
Judge Groody Slimedem of The Skies — Episode One — ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ Warning: Viewers are warned that the following program …
Wanted Wishful Wordage
A question for you all — what, pray tell, is your favourite word? Favourites change all the time, so this …
Jumping Jupiter!
This is more than a small amount special. The video is courtesy of NASA, and the best footage yet of Jupiter. …
A Figure of Fate . . .
To formulate upon your plate The needed state to deviate From what would otherwise be your fate Don’t hesitate — …
Patently Patient Pals
I refer of course to you dear readers — the fearless and faithful – points to the audience, as solid a …
I Wait Until Once More the Fascinating Ripping Takes Place
I found André Breton’s poems whilst peering into the depths of the aether during the darkest hours of the night …
Surveying my Zaftig Contours
The Country of Your Kind. I am the country of your kind, Your kinder country. I am your land, Your …
For the Love of the Grenfell Lost
In fury we stand, As a jury we stand, Howling and showing our teeth, hand-in-hand. And we stand in the …
It. Will. Out.
The writer leans back; a slow arching of spine, Burning shoulders pressed deep, with a sigh and a whine To …
Esmeralda and The Cloud 
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