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“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: He dreams of travelling to New York City, Mt Vesuvius and then London.  Poet: On the table. Always on the table.   [...]

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“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: “Argh me hearties” – bellowed from the bow of the ship. Poet: A grazed nose and sore [...]

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“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: Sensitive, thoughtful and so very engaging. He turns five this week. Sigh. Poet: …climbs everything. [...]

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“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: His behaviour was appalling…and then I realised that it was dusk and he hadn’t eaten since lunch.  [...]

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“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: Delight at dusk….there will be so many more of these evenings at the beach Poet: The late afternoon sun [...]

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