Sarah O

Sarah O

@palimpsest22.bsky.social

Mainly poetry (Butcher's Dog,The Madrigal, Broken Spine, BlackBough, W Moon & counting), art, glass & (theatre) people playing. Allotment life. York with Glasgow links. UK. Not every act of kindness is part of a plan. Website :www.sarahowriter.com

2,022 Followers 1,754 Following 1,555 Posts Joined Nov 2023
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Up the Revolution ✊

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Thank you!

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Honestly..I'm a stiff martini in..must drink more often.😉

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#humans x

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As rain falls onto the grey pavement in Shepherd's Bush, I imagine the tiny crowns that form as each one lands, a majesty of miniature water kings and queens beneath our feet.

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Lost in thought, a man on the tube removes his spectacles, and with practised one-handed ease, folds them up by gently pressing each arm in turn against his closed lips.

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Yes.

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Poem:
So, Here We Are

Consent is 
blue cornflowers 
dancing to summer’s beat,

it’s themes and variations
where minor movements
end in major chords,

it’s a round number,
a balance of equals,

not a powerful man
and a helpless child,

nor laundered money
and hidden books.

Consent is given
not taken;

it doesn’t require deflection,
it doesn’t need a war,

it’s a meadow waking in spring
not a bombsite of winter’s despair.

Good morning! Here's my poem for #PoemsAbout #Consent
Thank you, as always to @alanparrywriter.co.uk and @thebrokenspine.co.uk!

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16 hours ago
A Night to Remember

I think that it was one of the Marx Brothers
Who said all property is theft
But it was my brother, Carl
Who pointed out that twocking isn’t theft at all
By definition

He explained this to me as we sped to the coast
In a twocked Ford Sierra
He had no intention of permanently depriving the owner
Of his prized vehicle
We were merely loaning it for the evening
Without his consent

Playing the bandits at the arcade
We picked up two girls, Denise and Sandy
And took them to a stall near the front
For sugared do-nuts
The four of us had a real, actual roller coaster ride

From the top
You could see all the way to the ships on the horizon
Then we had hot chocolate 
With bits of marshmallow floating in it
Everything was bought and paid for 
With Carl’s earnings from the bottle plant

After we said goodnight to the girls 
Carl twocked a Vauxhall Cavalier
And drove us back home
He had work in the morning

It had been a night to remember

I have a busy day ahead, but there's a little time for #PoemsAbout. #Consent is a thorny topic but here goes...

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Warching A Woman of Substance Whilst Homing a Rescue Cat :
And all the buttons spilled,
splashed undones
curling across marble, 
counters of life's choices 
escape below the chaise 
where only tabby sees 
in a catnip of claw, 
her exit barred. 
Consent not exactly 
on the horizon. 

Sarah O'Grady

@thebrokenspine.co.uk @alanparrywriter.co.uk #PoemsAbout #Consent
On the hoof:

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We are the Yorkshire Dales National Park Authority, and with partners, farmers, land managers and others we help look after this special place.

We are one of 15 National Parks in the UK, and one of 2 in North Yorkshire with our neighbours the North York Moors National Park.

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I'd call the Transport Police.

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'Still life at Charleston' (1945) depicts a scene inside Duncan Grant's studio at Charleston farmhouse in East Sussex, it was a period where his work began to shift toward a richer use of colour.

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It absolutely would have been. We all had copies of the book sent in advance for proper research. Fabulously bonkers weekend.

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A stone eagle discovered hidden on it's side at the back of the Farnham Museum. Probably has another life as a phoenix.

Nightlife of the Gods anyone? My cousin once held a fancy dress party with this theme.. I can't recall most of it, except the excellent Bloody Marys with horseradish infused vodka.

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Painted in 1935, Tamara de Lempicka’s still life is a rare departure from her portraits but it does have common characteristics such as her love of transparent and reflective surfaces.

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16 hours ago
The Refusal That Remains Reality is the lie we consent to dream, the soft machinery
that cages the truth.
And the poem, a small act of refusal,
keeps open
what the world would seal.

In a damaged world, truth survives only in the fractures.
A sorter and more accessible take on this weeks #PoemsAbout Thanks as ever to @alanparrywriter.co.uk @thebrokenspine.co.uk

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My daughter was there. It was extraordinary, life affirming and the reason she loves living in that community.

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Painting of Leeds damp street under cloudy night shy with full moon, cathedral in distance, former Leeds museum in foreground, entitled Park Row.

Goodnight.
🖼️ Park Row, Leeds, John Atkinson Grimshaw, 1882.

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Hoping Lucas has a decent sleeping bag with a cowl hood and an Eveready torch. Night night Hookland.

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Goodnight from Lucas Bradley, carefully making dust sigils as he beds down for another night of rough sleeping in the crypt of St. Brewald’s. Goodnight from Stedman’s Scrapyard, where cars protest the crusher in rust rasp voices and metal screams into the wind. Goodnight from Hookland.

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Mug dispels fug. Morning!

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2 days ago
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I've got my holiday reading sorted!

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Three poetry books from Dermot Murphy @fiftywords.bsky.social. The Drift of Memory, Not Yet Ash, In the Quiet Light. Highly recommend.

These arrived today. Already shed a tear. Familiar lives. Interesting history & perspectives. Such fine writing from @fiftywords.bsky.social . Hats off to you Dermot Murphy. 👌

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A performed poem controls time. A page poem surrenders time to the reader.

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🧨I wish this were unbelievable. Brilliant article drawing the horror together.

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What a delight. 'always eat from the garden' great advice if you can, long live the #allotment!

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Goodnight from Lewis Bramwell, comforted by the thought that if he dies due to tripping on one of the hundreds of books on his staircase at least his ghost will have a lot to read. Goodnight from Gemma Cross, scrabbling to make a chalk circle around her bed. Goodnight from Hookland.

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Fabulous conversation with @wendypratt.bsky.social at #YorkLiteraryFestival this evening. Interesting questions and really interesting answers. Food for thought.

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'Salisbury Cathedral.' (1936) Early in his career, Charles Ginner preferred to paint interiors and street scenes, but after WW1 turned his attention to meticulous study of landscape. Here he includes the Bishop’s Palace, built in 1220, the first structure to be built in the Close

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