The Oracle by Jane Dougherty

The Oracle She stands in the cave mouth, gazing down at the sea, blue, glittering. On the sea is a white-sailed boat. In the boat is a man, black-bearded, with a request. She is a mouth nothing more to the man, who is nothing more than a black beard to her. The cave yawns; the […]

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New poetry by Jane Dougherty

https://www.amazon.co.uk/kindle-dbs/entity/author/B00FMR7Y0U? Insouciance Insouciance This morning where the thrushes sing unseen and where the blackbirds hunt, spring marches on relentless as the movement on the eastern front. […] Read more …   Evensong The birds sang at evening beneath the gently falling rain, and nothing stirred that I could see, no eyes peered silently, […] Read […]

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