Sing out, pale sky, the sun it falls
From mountain top to valley floor.
Sing out, pearled cloud, reflecting rays
Of silver, bright crack of a closing door.
Sing herringbone falsetto
Farewell to the days of June.
From each cardinal point, sing
Lullabies to the pillowed moon.
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This year, I set myself the foolish task of trying to write something every day, and what you see here is the result. None of this is finished, polished, or in any way good. It's usually a few lines at the end of the day when I'm tired, my head's broken, and this nonsense spills out of it onto the page. Feel free to comment away, and if you think anything has any potential then let me know and I might have a go at working on it further.
But hang on, where's the first month? You've ripped us off! I hear you say... Well, yes. I have been writing since the beginning of January, but it's taken me a while to get the blog up, so everything here is a month old.
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