Author Archives
Bill Pearse publishes memoir, travel journals, poetry and prose, and lives in the Pacific Northwest.
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There and not
The same collection of poems, taking it slowly, reading it since fall, not wanting it to end. And if only I could get a pinch of Carver in my work, that was the stuff! Even a shake could transform me…. Read More ›
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Moderate rain starting in 15 minutes
All night I bathed myself in the rolling sounds of ambient music, an infinite loop, bobbing up and down And woke to the sound of one of the kids calling to Alexa, to turn theirs off And downstairs to the… Read More ›
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The red thread
All the store fronts had their hours posted but it didn’t matter because I couldn’t for the life of me remember what day it was. The names shrank away when I focused on the letters and returned no results. And… Read More ›
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That last Christmas in Cork
Reposting the story of the Christmas we spent in West Cork, 2016. We debated what to do with the uneaten ham. It was impractical to stuff it in the car with all our things, tacky to leave it behind for… Read More ›
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Broken clouds
What little light from this, these broken clouds.
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The last of the daily monastic offices
I got up and drank coffee, cooked bacon, went back to bed. I lay on the sofa with my face against the leather and the pale mid-morning light, the sound of blues music and the cat mewing, the laundry machine,… Read More ›
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PINKLIGHTSABRE OUT OF OFFICE ALERT
***OUT OF OFFICE ALERT (OOF)***PINKLIGHTSABRE IS OUT OF THE OFFICE FOR THE NEXT 4 HOURS WITH PARTIALLY DELAYED RESPONSE TIME. IF THIS IS URGENT YOU CAN TEXT ME NO PROBLEM. IF YOU’RE NOT SURE IF IT’S URGENT THEN TEXT ME… Read More ›
