Tag Archives: London

Royal Male

The unexamined life is between her covers. She slips into an Egyptian sheet and grows close to herself. An arm peeks out braving the cold of the room to reach for a clean ceramic cup. It’s either coffee black or coffee white with two sugars. The Princess pours it as she sits under the covers […]
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A look back. No anger.

A car of the 21st century passes the oldest houses in England’s first recorded fort.  This is Colchester, where the Roman Army set up camp to begin their onslaught of Saxon England.  In the early morning the passing car does not regard these wattle and daub style tenements inspite of their bright colours. This strong […]
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Sing a Song for Sixpence

Glass separates the frost outside from the sun beaming in on this mid morning moment in Covent Garden.  Dreams are just beginning as the day is ahead of us and a few late market stalls are setting up.  Outside there are a few circus performers shuffling around a broken unicycle wondering what to do next. […]
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