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Happy ending

Posted on December 9, 2017 by James Steerforth

That’s what YOU call a happy ending: you plundered our joint bank account, maxed out our credit cards and ran off with the Austrian masseur who looks like Arnold reborn and is twenty-eight years younger than you. While I’m home … Continue reading →

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A matter of emphasis and perception

Posted on March 22, 2013 by James Steerforth

“It’s a yellow day,” Maud said. But everything inside and outside looked green (we live in a greenhouse). “Yes, today is a yellow day,” she repeated. “Because the sun is shining.” – James Steerforth (© 2013) Note Q: So what’s … Continue reading →

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Mirror to the sky

Posted on October 14, 2008 by James Steerforth

For A., once again They were carrying her newly purchased full-length mirror between them. “I can see you,” he exclaimed, “and I can see myself, the sky and that electric wire!” She smiled shyly. He could see it in her … Continue reading →

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Happy poem no. 4

Posted on February 25, 2008 by James Steerforth

Parodia magnifica* Hey, cheer up! Who says you’re ugly, old & worn, unlovable and a sourpuss – that’s just your current image of yourself. Even cacti do have their close friends, lovers & admirers! Get yourself watered a bit, & … Continue reading →

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Happy poem no. 3

Posted on January 6, 2008 by James Steerforth

This one’s seen happiness beyond bliss It squints in happiness like someone exposed to too much bright sun coming in at an awkward winter angle What’s left after so much bliss? – James Steerforth (© 2008) Autobiographical note Written not … Continue reading →

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