Shadows have been eavesdroppingon my dreams, sharing them everywhere,so now all my ancestral ghostsknow my hopes and fears. They have revealed the knots that burrowedin my heart and made a nest there,whispered unwritten poems and thoughtsthat I wasn’t ready to share. But, instead of wrestling coils of anxiety,I’m humming to a muffled moon like I […]
Month: September 2025
Those who went before
Last week, my husband took me to a medieval church in the neighbouring village of Crostwight. He led me down a grassy track, at the end of which was a black wooden gate to a churchyard with ancient graves and a stone church dating back to the early fourteenth century. Decorating the eaves were six […]
writing in north norfolk 