Blogs about: Karin Andersen
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Karin Andersen
A Long Haiku of Love Sharing a smile with a stranger forgetting to be afraid folded in your arms I am a child again laughing. love hides in the flowers of the syringa tree surprising me each spring a … more →
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Karin Andersen
wrote 8 months ago: A Long Haiku of Love Sharing a smile with a stranger forgetting to be afraid folded in your arms I a … more →
Karin Andersen
wrote 2 years ago: Goosebumps on water. Spread like wings raising goosebumps on water I in wavelets words are priceless … more →
Karin Andersen
wrote 2 years ago: A storm, from the verandah at Fairview. Lightning, accusing, says “You will remember me. … more →
Karin Andersen
wrote 2 years ago: A sonnet. the spider abandoned her web at sunset. darkness slips beneath my pillow. my bed sweats be … more →
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wrote 2 years ago: My soul is a scrap of paper blown by the wind, my cold tears have named themselves sorrow and loss. … more →
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wrote 3 years ago: summer. Come, come, watch the wind as it walks the field stroking the grass a song of clouds gatheri … more →
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wrote 3 years ago: The Emergency Happiness Shop The Emergency Happiness Shop is not easy to find. At certain times of d … more →
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wrote 3 years ago: Swinging Swinging through space tip-tilting my legs almost over my head, the mountain upside down be … more →
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wrote 3 years ago: A collaboration Fiery sparks of accidental meetings the archaeologist and writer become witness crea … more →
Karin Andersen - Travelling to the Islands
wrote 3 years ago: The dhows are clustered along the jetties, bobbing in the wash of the speedboats. Their triangular s … more →
A jam-packed blog for April!
wrote 4 years ago: What a great selection there is to browse on April’s blog – not least of which are two s … more →
Karin Andersen - The furry 'I' narrator
wrote 4 years ago: The sun shines golden across the bed, warming my fur in stripes of heat. I curl a little tighter, no … more →
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wrote 4 years ago: Bitter as kumquat flesh and broken promises the aftertaste of vanished joy lingers. … more →
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wrote 4 years ago: Salt River The water burbles, bubbles, swirls, untroubled depths dark chocolate brown, shallows tann … more →
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wrote 4 years ago: Incantation for a sleeping beast To reach for the beast called unspoken first pretend he isn’t … more →
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wrote 4 years ago: A bad hair day I was at the hairdresser today. He asked why I didn’t grow my hair longer and I … more →
Karin Anderson
wrote 4 years ago: Valerie She sleeps on the street her blanket the moon and the stars. She thanks God at night for fri … more →
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wrote 5 years ago: Rose She seizes me, merciless, drawing blood, each scratch burning acid on my skin. Ah, my toxic Ros … more →
Karin Andersen
wrote 5 years ago: Being you. Is your skin mine is sun warm Your fingers smell skin Give me your eyes, lend me your wor … more →
