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Christmas Eve In Space City 1

(with apologies to Clement Clarke Moore) It was the solar cycle before Christmas, and all through the station, There was panic, and weeping, and childish consternation. One boy stood aghast, with tears on his face, For how could St Nick…

A Festive Poem: Christmas 1965

Christmas 1965 Raised on sharp holly, fresh green branches, red candles in windows to welcome strangers, an orange at the end of her bed: our mother finally allowed us a tree. Foreign, prickly, tall and spruce, its smell infused the house…

It’s The End Of The World [03]: The Hum

The Hum A gardener in Arizona has died. The man was tending a lawn in Douglas near the Mexican border. But driven into a frenzy by the broken mower, his arms started interfering with the sky. They came down like a drone,  like a bearded …