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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Stressed December 4, 2020
Lonesomer pine December 4, 2020
Vacancy December 4, 2020
That time again December 3, 2020
When people get older December 3, 2020
Because Thursday December 3, 2020
Drifts in the wind December 2, 2020
In the spirit of.. December 2, 2020
Foxhole December 2, 2020
Lights on December 2, 2020
When there is too December 1, 2020
Meaner streets December 1, 2020
Casino November 30, 2020
I always think that November 29, 2020
The river bank plc November 28, 2020
The A-frame architect November 28, 2020
It comes to this November 28, 2020
Smelling salts November 28, 2020
Customs November 27, 2020
Andy Pandy November 27, 2020
Intermittent signals November 27, 2020
Cocoa Pop November 26, 2020
Destiny November 26, 2020
Love’s like that sometimes November 26, 2020
Seance in the parlour November 26, 2020
Scratches head and blinks November 25, 2020
Up-country November 25, 2020
Wtf #56 November 25, 2020
The future is here. November 24, 2020
Shh.. November 24, 2020
464 November 23, 2020
Purgatory blue November 23, 2020
Oxford November 23, 2020
Square peg November 23, 2020
Fit for something November 22, 2020
Cell block November 22, 2020
Falsetto November 21, 2020
What happens if.. November 21, 2020
Old time preacher November 21, 2020
Title’s in the post November 20, 2020
Scrambling eggs November 19, 2020
Time for my Ovaltine November 19, 2020
First base November 18, 2020
Dry port November 18, 2020
Under canal bridges, down to the locks November 18, 2020
The first life November 18, 2020
Staking claims November 17, 2020
Pilgrimages November 17, 2020
When Tuesday calls November 17, 2020
Random #78 November 16, 2020
Blurred November 16, 2020
Lockdown lobotomy November 15, 2020
More growing pains November 15, 2020
My school November 13, 2020
Broadsheets on Broad Street November 13, 2020
Safety November 13, 2020
Choices available November 13, 2020
Milestones November 13, 2020
Ground control November 12, 2020
Wellbeing November 12, 2020
Thursday in the tropics November 12, 2020
The uncertainty principle November 11, 2020
Another truth November 11, 2020
Remedy #23 November 10, 2020
Looking November 9, 2020
Hangin’ November 9, 2020
Minarets and mule trains November 8, 2020
Jed November 8, 2020
The times between now and then November 7, 2020
Donald doesn’t wanna go November 7, 2020
About now November 7, 2020
The gospels November 6, 2020
Pennsylvania avenue November 6, 2020
It’ll be a funny Christmas November 6, 2020
On day 2 he was already sinking November 6, 2020
Weather November 6, 2020
Somewhere outside Siberia November 5, 2020
Fireworks fear November 5, 2020
My selfie and me November 5, 2020
Stunningly so-so November 5, 2020
Frost November 5, 2020
Ghosts November 4, 2020
Furlough November 4, 2020
Select option 2 November 4, 2020
Tuesday truth November 3, 2020
Because we all do November 3, 2020
Weather November 2, 2020
The sewing box November 1, 2020
1/11/2020 November 1, 2020
No admittance without a ticket October 31, 2020
A bleak house October 31, 2020
Weirder things October 31, 2020
…and you? October 31, 2020
Post Covid October 30, 2020
Collectables October 30, 2020
Sixteen silver pieces October 30, 2020
What does anything mean? October 30, 2020
Cod mornay for dinner October 30, 2020
Christmas tiers October 30, 2020
silence October 29, 2020