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At last, northerlies
draw down heavy Arctic air
and we see our breath
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by Scooj
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At last, northerlies
draw down heavy Arctic air
and we see our breath
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by Scooj
This is the first of a swathe of wonderful pieces by Logoe, who seems to have sparked into life with at least five pieces in a little over a week. It took me a moment to recognise the artist, because it is such a long time since I last saw any of his work.
The script-style writing spells out Logoe and the vertical fill autumn colours in the letters is truly exceptional, looking like huge paint drips on the wall. Many of Logoe’s pieces have some philosophical or song writing in them, scrawled over his work, and here it says ‘I sware on my muver’s life’. A lovely piece, and watch this space for a whole lot more.
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Nestled side by side
cocooned in spikey armour
prepared for battle
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by Scooj
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Sunlit particles
dance in oblique autumn light
Brownian motion
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by Scooj
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End of summer’s shift
marked by dozy bumblebees
and bowed sunflowers
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by Scooj
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Summer’s afternoon
tinged with autumnal coolness
seasonal mash up
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by Scooj
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An inky black sky
draws in frosty particles
and Orion’s Belt
by Scooj
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Organic terrace
a consumer of decay
from death springs new life
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by Scooj
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Home working escape
in the garden a hebe
tells me all is well
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by Scooj
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The dark clouds roll in
an early end to the day
and heavy wet rain
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by Scooj