Wild Twin: ‘This exceptional memoir…’ Adelle Stripe, Tribune
‘A surging heart-song.’ Iain Sinclair
Ghost Town: ‘A book of beauty and longing.’ Anthony Quinn, Observer
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Wild Twin: ‘This exceptional memoir…’ Adelle Stripe, Tribune
‘A surging heart-song.’ Iain Sinclair
Ghost Town: ‘A book of beauty and longing.’ Anthony Quinn, Observer
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So much blue sky today, only the thinnest wisp of cirrus cloud and a moving white pencil line drawn across the firmament by a passing aircraft. A beautiful afternoon with the iron men on Crosby beach.
So much blue sky today, only the thinnest wisp of cirrus cloud and a moving white pencil line drawn across the firmament by a passing aircraft. A beautiful afternoon with the iron men on Crosby beach.
'The Blue Hour'
Angelina D'Roza
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'The Blue Hour'
Angelina D'Roza
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The air is breathless, not a ripple on the water, the sea the colour of molten lead as a perfect spring day at Crosby beach draws to a close. Clouds streak the sky as the light starts to fade and gulls head seaward for the night.
The air is breathless, not a ripple on the water, the sea the colour of molten lead as a perfect spring day at Crosby beach draws to a close. Clouds streak the sky as the light starts to fade and gulls head seaward for the night.
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A golden sunset at the end of a fine spring-like day at Crosby beach. The rapidly cooling air echoes with the calls of oystercatchers and gulls as the light fades from the scene.
A golden sunset at the end of a fine spring-like day at Crosby beach. The rapidly cooling air echoes with the calls of oystercatchers and gulls as the light fades from the scene.
The glowing ball of the sun had just lowered into the sea off Crosby beach as, in the opposite direction, the orange coloured disc of a full moon was rising over the red cranes of the docks.
The glowing ball of the sun had just lowered into the sea off Crosby beach as, in the opposite direction, the orange coloured disc of a full moon was rising over the red cranes of the docks.
Winter’s breath strikes from the north. A brisk wind chills the already cold air on this clear afternoon with the Iron Men on Crosby beach.
Winter’s breath strikes from the north. A brisk wind chills the already cold air on this clear afternoon with the Iron Men on Crosby beach.
Winter Evening, Crosby beach. An intense afterglow after sunset, all of Eryri, Snowdonia, clear and sharp against the orange sky and such a stillness as to take the breath away with the silence and beauty of this stunning evening.
Winter Evening, Crosby beach. An intense afterglow after sunset, all of Eryri, Snowdonia, clear and sharp against the orange sky and such a stillness as to take the breath away with the silence and beauty of this stunning evening.
A brilliant afternoon to enrich the senses down at Crosby beach. The roar of the sea, the call of gulls and the ever changing light as the sun played hide and seek in the fast moving clouds, rays of golden light spreading out across the water.
A brilliant afternoon to enrich the senses down at Crosby beach. The roar of the sea, the call of gulls and the ever changing light as the sun played hide and seek in the fast moving clouds, rays of golden light spreading out across the water.
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3 birds rise from the valley;their feathers lit golden by the morning sun. A workman impatiently toots the horn of his truck;curtains twitch in the house opposite. Ripened passion fruits hang like stringlights from creeping vines. A grasshopper jumps to the safety of long grass.
3 birds rise from the valley;their feathers lit golden by the morning sun. A workman impatiently toots the horn of his truck;curtains twitch in the house opposite. Ripened passion fruits hang like stringlights from creeping vines. A grasshopper jumps to the safety of long grass.
Last few copies of 'The Footing': our first (and, to date, only) anthology (unlikely to be reprinted)
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Last few copies of 'The Footing': our first (and, to date, only) anthology (unlikely to be reprinted)
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I stop to watch the river’s dull pewter
slow-shimmy the strait, grinding stone,
cutting shingle.
'Ball Street Bridge', Angelina Ayers, in our walking-themed anthology 'The Footing'
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I stop to watch the river’s dull pewter
slow-shimmy the strait, grinding stone,
cutting shingle.
'Ball Street Bridge', Angelina Ayers, in our walking-themed anthology 'The Footing'
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