Readers

If we do not immerse ourselves
as in the baptism of being born again
and rise from where we have lain
all the better for it,
what point is there in reading
literature?

© 2019, John Smallshaw.

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Millions January 25, 2020
One of seven January 25, 2020
Messiah, the Netflix fix January 25, 2020
Hiking and stuff January 24, 2020
Relax and exhale January 24, 2020
Revelationships January 24, 2020
Bearings January 23, 2020
The alternate ego January 23, 2020
As it is January 23, 2020
That moment January 22, 2020
Title not included January 22, 2020
De-clutter January 22, 2020
Dropping a red January 21, 2020
Does the baby cry because it knows? January 21, 2020
The wanted column January 21, 2020
Darker skies January 21, 2020
Secondary certificate January 20, 2020
Turning points January 20, 2020
And Monday begins January 20, 2020
Big money January 19, 2020
Moveable feasts January 19, 2020
Still loading January 19, 2020
Andes January 19, 2020
The circle January 19, 2020
Cinema January 18, 2020
‘Ladies Walk’ January 18, 2020
Buy now January 17, 2020
The nightcap January 16, 2020
Passing notes January 16, 2020
Circus January 16, 2020
Curtains call January 15, 2020
Crazy golf January 15, 2020
No worries January 15, 2020
Under clouds January 15, 2020
Mass January 14, 2020
Pinball January 14, 2020
From the addict’s diary January 13, 2020
No escape from Monday January 13, 2020
Did they get to you too? January 12, 2020
Plot twists January 12, 2020
Pancakes with everything January 11, 2020
4×4 road trials January 11, 2020
idly so.. January 11, 2020
Awaiting my second childhood January 10, 2020
Checkpoint Charlie January 9, 2020
Mexicoan January 9, 2020
Strokes January 9, 2020
Northwesterly January 9, 2020
Shot January 9, 2020
Twice daily January 8, 2020
7 more pillars January 8, 2020
The Chamberlain disorder January 8, 2020
Sabres a rattling January 7, 2020
The odds are… January 7, 2020
Conductor January 6, 2020
Just Sunday January 5, 2020
The Lord and Co January 5, 2020
In the pixie chair January 5, 2020
Lesson #311, from the sermon on account. January 5, 2020
Chattering monkey January 4, 2020
Ancient woodland January 4, 2020
..and what’s more January 3, 2020
Wish list January 3, 2020
Thinking on January 2, 2020
I see no dolls, only the valley January 1, 2020
Mongrels and misfits January 1, 2020
Morecambe fairground January 1, 2020
Dark blue January 1, 2020
Numbers game January 1, 2020
2020 and a quarter January 1, 2020
Timelines December 31, 2019
Writings on the wrappages of Christmas December 20, 2019
The trimmer December 19, 2019
Christmas 1967 December 18, 2019
Anonymity December 18, 2019
Disorderly thoughts December 18, 2019
..and relax December 16, 2019
A moment in a Monday December 16, 2019
hah jesus, I already forgot the title December 15, 2019
And..did you want this? December 15, 2019
Prep time December 14, 2019
Seas of Saturday December 14, 2019
The austerity overdose December 13, 2019
Camera crash December 13, 2019
Writing the program December 11, 2019
Zoned in December 11, 2019
Music box. December 10, 2019
Atlantic drift December 10, 2019
Directory enquiries December 9, 2019
Lost in the spaces December 9, 2019
Out there December 8, 2019
Once upon a platform high December 8, 2019
Diary entry 84b December 8, 2019
Gentrifaction December 7, 2019
Shopping trolleys December 7, 2019
Fir enough December 6, 2019
21st century faux December 6, 2019
Needs must.. December 6, 2019
Perspective December 5, 2019
..and then there is this December 5, 2019