Sideways Station
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| Blog Name: | Sideways Station |
| Url: | http://www.sidewaysstation.com |
| Language: | English |
| Topics: | writing, poetry, humor |
| Description: | A sideways blog about the words and the world around us. Angels and gymnastics, unknown statistics about potatoes, what you should have done with your last 365 breakfasts, the manual-automatic sleep experiment, the riveting North Korean music scene, cooking on your car engine. These are just some of the things discussed, along with various sounds, noises, pictures as well as poems about making empty cake, the art of conversation, singing out of tune, nessness and nesslessness and how to cook your memories - sweet and sour. The only certain thing is that it is going to be sideways. And if you like the blog help me get the word out to other people by signing up as a fan on my Facebook author's page at http://www.facebook.com/pages/Phillip-Hill/51025288859 |
| Popularity: | 76 Followers |
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Angelic Landings
(This is a revised version of something I posted in August 2008 with the title "The Metaphysical Olympics. Click on the pictures to enlarge and make your own judgements.). I often think about this peculiar painting of the Annunciation by Lorenzo Lotto. As you can see, �
(This is a revised version of something I posted in August 2008 with the title "The Metaphysical Olympics. Click on the pictures to enlarge and make your own judgements.). I often think about this peculiar painting of the Annunciation by Lorenzo Lotto. As you can see, �
A Minor Key
Listen to the poem When looking back, I found my days lay tangled in untidy heaps, like unassorted clothes, just washed but with the colours run. As when there's one thing which turns everything to pinks or blues my wednesdays
Listen to the poem When looking back, I found my days lay tangled in untidy heaps, like unassorted clothes, just washed but with the colours run. As when there's one thing which turns everything to pinks or blues my wednesdays
My Accidental Greek Wedding
I have an irrational passion for phrase- books. Whenever i go to a country where I don't know the language I take along a phrasebook. I often take one with me even when I go to a country where I do speak the language. Sometimes in a foreign country I suddenly stop in the middle of the road. People walk into me, but I don't notice because my mind is wholly taken up by the question: why? What are phr
I have an irrational passion for phrase- books. Whenever i go to a country where I don't know the language I take along a phrasebook. I often take one with me even when I go to a country where I do speak the language. Sometimes in a foreign country I suddenly stop in the middle of the road. People walk into me, but I don't notice because my mind is wholly taken up by the question: why? What are phr
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