Around the village green, May blossom turns hedges into rich swags of cream, cow parsley frothing at the edges. As I walk (or trudge) alone, birds and daisies cheer me on, panting through the second lap, by the village hall, past empty goalposts, along sidelines vanishing in rampant grass. When someone asks how I keep […]
Tag: Confession
Confession
I want to confess to every sin that ever was and each day I didn’t think of you but that would not be true. I want to confess to emptiness of heart but mine spills with grief and regret that I did not put up a fight. I want to confess to blaspheming loudly and […]
writing in north norfolk 