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Tag Archives: observation
Lunch Worlds
Lunch break. A girl at our table reads Dostoevsky. The guy next to her is in tabloid concentration. I eat my sandwiches and look out through the window. A child on a plastic tricycle watches a bird fly across the … Continue reading
Posted in Scraplets, Snapshots
Tagged archive 2001, autobiography, Benjamin F Jones, creative prose, Creative writing, Dostoevsky, eating, graphite bunny, lunch break, lunch break bunny, march snapshot, observation, office dystopia, office life, Run away with me, tabloids, very short prose
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The Wong Shape for this Journey
Kettle breath windows are blind white. Each station tips passengers into the carriage, they wear clothes sewn from cigarette smoke and rain. The bloke next to me has thighs like filing cabinets. I know where I am by the sound … Continue reading
Posted in Flash
Tagged Benjamin F Jones, Cardiff to trehafod, commuter bunny, commuters, creative prose, Creative writing, creative writing cardiff, creative writing rhondda, daily routine, flash, graphite bunny, laptop, observation, odd one out, outsiders, rain, sleeping baby, synchronisation, thighs, thighs like filing cabinets, train, valley train service, valleys’ rain, vignette
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Her Fur is Punk Wet
There’s ram shit on the patio. The trailer parked at the top of the drive is pressed between the two stone posts. The farmer has set up gates and the trailer’s ramp is ready to snap, its tongue that tastes … Continue reading
Posted in Flash
Tagged 20 December 2004, Benjamin F Jones, creative flash, Creative writing, dog, failure, farmer, farming, flash, graphite bunny, hearding, lost sheep, master, observation, pigeon, Prose, quarries, Rhondda, rhondda fach, sheep, short prose, shouting, slow trudge, trailer, Valleys, yesterday’s snow, yew berries, Ynyshir
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Only one word
Brown leaves yellow. Curled like crêpe on the grass. The park is rainbowed with dew and crows scuffle for breakfast. Watched by a cat, twitch and chirrup. The trees shed for winter. Autumn blue biting at my cheeks. Keys of … Continue reading
Old Canal
The trees were arranged as shown in the diagram. The ambient air temperature was measured at 23°C. The sun was chosen as a light source and connected to a power supply. The resultant beam skimmed over the wetlands like a … Continue reading
Posted in Flash, Prose Poetry
Tagged autumn, autumn bunny, Benjamin F Jones, blackberries, canal, captured moment, cardiff, dad, discrepancies, discrete packets, experimental prose, fatherhood, forest farm, graphite bunny, Heisenberg’s uncertainty principle, observation, passive voice, past tense, primary carer, prose poem, prose poetry, quantum theory, radyr, radyr station, refracted light, school science, science experiment, stay at home dad, third person, to slit experiment
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