<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156094</id><updated>2011-10-24T06:18:35.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ghosts and shadows</title><subtitle type='html'>the full poem created for the joint installation with sue jarman at the beetroot tree gallery, south street, draycott, derbyshire. 01332 873929,startle@thebeetroottree.com.  funded by arts council, england.  see also www.beetroottree.com. the full reading with bsl interpreter was on 21st november 2004</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostsandshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156094/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostsandshadows.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dave wood</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U-t8kxNeeP0/TqVllIZ70vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/KOmpp6c02aw/s220/DSCN0012.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156094.post-110046168455701421</id><published>2004-11-14T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T03:34:07.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ghosts and shadows</title><summary type='text'>the shadows of the beetroot tree 
part one – walking around the space 
shadows still – then shadows reach much higher     our eyes stretch to the roof - touch into air beams cut across its guts like steel wire     they’re tight as heartstrings – full of fools’ desire 
our eyes stretch to the roof - touch into air      but graven ghosts just laugh and push us back     these walls are white as iced</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ghostsandshadows.blogspot.com/feeds/110046168455701421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156094&amp;postID=110046168455701421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156094/posts/default/110046168455701421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156094/posts/default/110046168455701421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ghostsandshadows.blogspot.com/2004/11/ghosts-and-shadows.html' title='ghosts and shadows'/><author><name>dave wood</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U-t8kxNeeP0/TqVllIZ70vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/KOmpp6c02aw/s220/DSCN0012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
