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23 24 look up

Dominic Fisher Poetry “As if a tree could stutter briefly into being lose all its leaves then vaporise” Bonfire Night from a Loft Window  23 24 Look up The graffiti with the instruction in pink is in Leonard’s Lane in Bristol. This medieval way follows the line of...

Red bird and Heron

Dominic Fisher Poetry “As if a tree could stutter briefly into being lose all its leaves then vaporise” Bonfire Night from a Loft Window  Red bird and Heron Is poetry any help at the moment as we process the news: the crisis in Israel and Palestine, war in Ukraine,...

Not burning in Wells

Dominic Fisher Poetry “As if a tree could stutter briefly into being lose all its leaves then vaporise” Bonfire Night from a Loft Window  Not burning in Wells I’m going to go incandescent … no, no, here’s a picture of a flower, and I’m not going not look at the news...

Among bees

Dominic Fisher Poetry “As if a tree could stutter briefly into being lose all its leaves then vaporise” Bonfire Night from a Loft Window  Among bees Some rain has come as respite, this early July, the flowers we had this hottest June on record went some way to counter...

Adventures in woke

Dominic Fisher Poetry “As if a tree could stutter briefly into being lose all its leaves then vaporise” Bonfire Night from a Loft Window  Adventures in woke A woke and sunny May weekend: Saturday morning in north Bristol, avocado on toast before going down the...

Then three come along

Dominic Fisher Poetry “As if a tree could stutter briefly into being lose all its leaves then vaporise” Bonfire Night from a Loft Window  Then three come along There you are at the poetry bus stop waiting as Christmas, colds and flu, snow and rain go by, and then...