Monthly Archives: August 2015

she lied as she lay – in sour grapes concealed

Cosmological Implications look at Sirius wagging its little white tail at your younger self uneclipsed the moon half in tidal sunlight bathed its face unchanging an unseen presence no mundane matter its dark mysterious ways we guess at the rules … Continue reading

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my blood is your blood

my blood is your blood in death we are united for eternity I drink innocence and offer you corruption my blood is your blood cold your flesh like mine but together we will burn for eternity do not deny me … Continue reading

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After the Fall

★★★☆☆ Amazon.com Amazon.co.uk goodreads Sophia Martin’s blog Having enjoyed The City Darkens so much, I requested an advance copy of After the Fall (due out tomorrow) from the author for this review. Let me start with the conclusion that this … Continue reading

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freya

For Freya Pickard: that freya’s a wolf devouring sweet quintuplets of red-caped haiku

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Under The Dome

(Using the Czech cover because I think it gives a better sense of what the book’s about than the others I’ve seen.) ★★★★★ Amazon.com Amazon.co.uk goodreads The town of Chester’s Mill is cut off from the rest of the world … Continue reading

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Orbitsville – Dyson Sphere vs The Ringworld

★★★★★ Amazon.com Amazon.co.uk goodreads ★★★★★ Amazon.com Amazon.co.uk goodreads ★★★★★ Amazon.com Amazon.co.uk goodreads ★★★★★ Amazon.com Amazon.co.uk goodreads Bob Shaw’s Orbitsville, published 1974, won the British Science Fiction Award for the best novel of 1975. This is the kind of novel I … Continue reading

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Tentacles, tentacles, tie me up, please!

Tentacles, tentacles, tie me up, please! My legs you must tether, my arms you must seize Each movement I make is a freedom too far My squirming defiance you must stop, you must bar Are your limbs not as strong … Continue reading

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