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Wishbone Soup · 2W ago

Cold Kitchen

First day, last month of Spring: Even the rain seems pretty, falling to fresh leaves, caught on bright petals; a water veil draping us. Dog has been hose-piped and rain-rinsed and still a tr...
Wishbone Soup · 1M ago

A Slice Of Wedding

In the way that a wedding cake, or cheese if you prefer, is a whole, of which one has a slice, this is my version, my slice of wedding. It starts well before the day, with making syrups and ...
Wishbone Soup · 2M ago

March Lion

Paws and claws to the door, breathing stormsIn it roars, the third month of this yearDaffodils bow bright manes to the King of Spring.Each unfurling - leaf, petal, tadpole - belies the windc...
Wishbone Soup · 3M ago

At The Time Of The Snow Moon

The moon is a frozen pond.It is The Snow Moon. The Hunter’s Moon. Someone says a lunar eclipse will happen this night.And a comet!We are like children with torches forecasting midnight feast...
Wishbone Soup · 3M ago

How Will We Know Where We Are?

Without the dead ash looming, we had lost our sense of where our drive is. Each time we missed, reversed, reminded ourselves to find a stump and a grand wood pile: that’s where we live. The ...
Wishbone Soup · 4M ago

Out With The Old

Christmas or November - 2015 - a phone call came. The casual branch dropping of our dead ash tree had been acknowledged as a danger; it was scheduled for demolition. Storms came, the tree su...
Wishbone Soup · 4M ago

In The Middle Of The Winter Feast

On the fourth day of Christmas her true love gives to her:‘Four German MenThree Finch HensToowoo Twurtle DovesAnd A Part Of A Pear Tree’But to the dearth of our amusement Grandchild 2 finds ...
Wishbone Soup · 5M ago

Yule Tale 2016

A Slightly Parallel CinderellaOnce upon a time and place, in a slightly parallel universe (for further reading on slightly parallel universe theory please refer to Dr Cod’s excellent Physics...
Wishbone Soup · 5M ago

A Candle Lit

We live by the light of those we love, whether they are here or gone. That light is inextinguishable. To have the light and not the company is an adjustment process we call grief. Loss is a ...
Wishbone Soup · 5M ago

Celebrators

Last night we tumbled first into wine, then sleep. We had watched fabulous things on our television, our dreams were amazing. I evolved legs to crawl from the bed. Yesterday was a Thursday, ...