Joanna Preston: Tasmanaut Poet
As today is the 13th, the subject of today’s exercise is the result of thinking about superstition around the number 13. Apparently it’s so prevalent that a significant number of tall buildings in the USA don’t bother to fit out their thirteenth floors, because they have so much trouble finding tenants. (Can’t remember where I …
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On the way in to the class, I needed to fill up with petrol. (The car, not me.) First option: a queue. Ok, continue in to Lincoln. Get to Lincoln. All bowsers occupied. People towing boats, filling jerry cans. People from cars standing around talking. Pull in to a car park to wait. Get gazzumped by two other …
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Sometimes the universe seems to line things up, so that it feels as though you are receiving a domino-chain of affirmation – random things, unrelated or only tangentially so, that fall into place with a sound like yes! Yes. Yes. See, we’re aligning for you! Yes. Yes. Yes. Synchronicity, in other words. I try not to be superstitious (or …
A Dark Feathered Art 