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A Leaf Falls

A Leaf Falls - Richard Jefferies Reimagined (#5)

Realising that spirit, recognising my own inner consciousness, the psyche, so clearly, I cannot understand time. It is
eternity now. I am in the midst of it. It is about me in the sunshine; I am in it, as the butterfly floats in the light-laden air.

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Sweeping the Sky

Sweeping the Sky - Richard Jefferies Reimagined (#3)

There is sunshine to-day, after rain, and every lark is singing. Across the vale a broad cloud-shadow descends the hillside ... The sunshine follows—the warmer for its momentary absence.

The Hills and the Vale - 1909

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The Hawk in the Wind

The Hawk in the Wind - Richard Jefferies Reimagined (#2)

[…] See—the hawk, after going nearly out of sight, has swept round, and passes again at no great distance; this is a common habit of his kind, to beat round in wide circles. As the breeze strikes him aslant his course he seems to fly for a short time partly on one side, like a skater sliding on the outer edge[…]

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Distant Hills

Wood on the Downs , 1929 Paul Nash

Distant Hills - Richard Jefferies Reimagined (#1)

Walking in the footsteps of Richard Jefferies ... “I was not more than eighteen when an inner and esoteric meaning began to come to me from all the visible universe, and indefinable aspira­tions filled me. I found them in the grass fields, under the trees, on the hill-tops, at sunrise, and in the night. There was a deeper meaning every­where. The sun burned with it, the broad front of morning beamed with it; a deep feeling entered me while gazing at the sky in the azure noon, and in the star-lit evening —' The Story of my Heart’.”

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Feathered Skies

Feathered Skies - an e-Chapbook of Haiku

I’m a birdwatcher and I blog about, well birds. More recently I’ve been writing haiku about birds.

 swift s-c-r-e-a-m across the summer sky

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