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		<title>Comment on RECYCLE by Andrew Philip</title>
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		<dc:creator>Andrew Philip</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 04 Jul 2011 14:15:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Beautiful post, beautiful idea, Karen.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beautiful post, beautiful idea, Karen.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Black tea in the snow by Georges Sen-Gupta</title>
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		<dc:creator>Georges Sen-Gupta</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 May 2011 13:47:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Leila

Ted Hughes

http://entertainment.timesonline.co.uk/tol/arts_and_entertainment/the_tls/article7174360.ece 

Perception of time (etc)

http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2011/04/25/110425fa_fact_bilger?currentPage=all


Best

Georges</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Leila</p>
<p>Ted Hughes</p>
<p><a href="http://entertainment.timesonline.co.uk/tol/arts_and_entertainment/the_tls/article7174360.ece" rel="nofollow">http://entertainment.timesonline.co.uk/tol/arts_and_entertainment/the_tls/article7174360.ece</a> </p>
<p>Perception of time (etc)</p>
<p><a href="http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2011/04/25/110425fa_fact_bilger?currentPage=all" rel="nofollow">http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2011/04/25/110425fa_fact_bilger?currentPage=all</a></p>
<p>Best</p>
<p>Georges</p>
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		<title>Comment on Cerulean by Alison White</title>
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		<dc:creator>Alison White</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 19:46:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Karen,

Lovely to read through your process.  I too am being ruled by blue somewhat at the moment (Miriam Nash suggested I read your blog after my latest posting).  Those creative gods have got us at it, for sure!

Will certainly return here.  

Alison</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Karen,</p>
<p>Lovely to read through your process.  I too am being ruled by blue somewhat at the moment (Miriam Nash suggested I read your blog after my latest posting).  Those creative gods have got us at it, for sure!</p>
<p>Will certainly return here.  </p>
<p>Alison</p>
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		<title>Comment on Cerulean by Miriam Nash</title>
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		<dc:creator>Miriam Nash</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Mar 2011 02:01:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I secretly write prayers in my notebook, especially on days that are darker than cerulean.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I secretly write prayers in my notebook, especially on days that are darker than cerulean.</p>
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		<title>Comment on A Postcard Not Posted #2 by admin</title>
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		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Feb 2011 20:35:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It looks like something from another planet! A volcanoe erupting. Wow. Reminding us the earth has its own activities and occurrences that we can only witness.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It looks like something from another planet! A volcanoe erupting. Wow. Reminding us the earth has its own activities and occurrences that we can only witness.</p>
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		<title>Comment on A Year in Post Boxes by Miriam Nash</title>
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		<dc:creator>Miriam Nash</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Feb 2011 03:23:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a beautiful poem Aditi! Thanks so much for posting it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a beautiful poem Aditi! Thanks so much for posting it.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Wing Takes Flight by violet chevasco</title>
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		<dc:creator>violet chevasco</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 20:55:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have  been able to sense, through the contrasts formed by your words, that sensation which lingers between a heaviness and the elation of a flight.It speaks of death as it often happens, unawares while we are in the middle of the gift of life.There is darkness in your poem which blazes with sun and the colours of a balloon which reminds us we can take off again.Meanwhile we wait
kind regards
violet</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have  been able to sense, through the contrasts formed by your words, that sensation which lingers between a heaviness and the elation of a flight.It speaks of death as it often happens, unawares while we are in the middle of the gift of life.There is darkness in your poem which blazes with sun and the colours of a balloon which reminds us we can take off again.Meanwhile we wait<br />
kind regards<br />
violet</p>
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		<title>Comment on Wing Takes Flight by Frisbee</title>
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		<dc:creator>Frisbee</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Jan 2011 05:43:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was stalling on twitter trying to find something to cure my boredom - and BOOM - someone I follow tweeted this post. Now, I am not quite as bored. Thanks for posting good material. - Frisbee</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was stalling on twitter trying to find something to cure my boredom &#8211; and BOOM &#8211; someone I follow tweeted this post. Now, I am not quite as bored. Thanks for posting good material. &#8211; Frisbee</p>
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		<title>Comment on A Year in Post Boxes by Aditi</title>
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		<dc:creator>Aditi</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2011 10:13:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sometimes
I wish
I
Lived in
A
Simpler
Time.

Only to experience
The joy
of a
Handwritten
Letter (Rajkot, 360001)

Or perhaps
A
Neighbour&#039;s + Company.

It would be nice, you know?
Like a bright blue block printed kurta
Or
A
Happy
Homecoming.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sometimes<br />
I wish<br />
I<br />
Lived in<br />
A<br />
Simpler<br />
Time.</p>
<p>Only to experience<br />
The joy<br />
of a<br />
Handwritten<br />
Letter (Rajkot, 360001)</p>
<p>Or perhaps<br />
A<br />
Neighbour&#8217;s + Company.</p>
<p>It would be nice, you know?<br />
Like a bright blue block printed kurta<br />
Or<br />
A<br />
Happy<br />
Homecoming.</p>
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		<title>Comment on RE-OPENING MY NOTEBOOK by &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Wing Takes Flight</title>
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		<dc:creator>&#187; Blog Archive &#187; Wing Takes Flight</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Jan 2011 13:39:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] The Art of Birds and they had been flitting in and out of poems. I was still reeling from a life-changing bereavement and loss, death, love and the bird as an emblem of hope and renewal were ongoing preoccupations. The [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] The Art of Birds and they had been flitting in and out of poems. I was still reeling from a life-changing bereavement and loss, death, love and the bird as an emblem of hope and renewal were ongoing preoccupations. The [...]</p>
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