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CONTENTS
- Columns (60)
- Prose poems (24)
- Songs (14)
Welcome
Welcome to 'A Frample', a confused tangle of columns, prose poems and lyrics. It's not so much a blog as an online folder, lying somewhere between a drawer and the bin.
Judy's Uncle Arthur
May 1984
Today has been another day of salt and stone. Tomorrow is likely to be the same, except for Judy's Uncle Arthur, breaking free of the circle. At the end, just a man, like any other, facing the only common cause. I never knew him, but I nearly did... in a photograph of some place cold. Others knew him better, many even less, but what I know of Judy's Uncle Arthur belongs just to me.
Picture: Jarmoluk
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