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Keith Seddon

Keith Seddon

Stranger —Approaching

It is early spring in 1959, and I am two-and-a-half. I am with my mother at a little parade of shops situated at the very end of our…

Jul 3, 2016

Stranger —Approaching

Jul 3, 2016

Keith Seddon

Storm Clouds — Gathering

There are no mountains here, no narrow valleys that rapidly take you up, higher and higher, towards the snowy peaks. There are no tumbling…

Jun 29, 2016

Storm Clouds — Gathering

Jun 29, 2016

Keith Seddon

North Winds — Ripping

Hypatia, I will talk to you of stormy days, when the north winds blow fiercely from the cliffs down onto the raging sea, making the black…

Jun 9, 2016

North Winds — Ripping

Jun 9, 2016

Keith Seddon

Death Mask — Forming

Like a ghost upon the battlements, who will not rest until his revenge is secured, I pace the newsrooms and websites, TV sites and message…

Jun 7, 2016

Death Mask — Forming

Jun 7, 2016

Keith Seddon

Men — Hewing

I am five, and I remember the joy of running home from school through the silence of the park, to the quiet sanctuary of my own private…

Jun 5, 2016

Men — Hewing

Jun 5, 2016

Keith Seddon

Box — Bewildering

I sometimes recollect a waking dream I once had, about ten years ago,[1] in which I am waiting in the afterlife, having been there for some…

May 23, 2016

Box — Bewildering

May 23, 2016

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Old Man — Waiting

One late August, after hiking all afternoon under the cool shade of a broadleaf canopy, I chanced upon a run-down, deserted halt which had…

May 20, 2016

Old Man — Waiting

May 20, 2016

Keith Seddon

All Things — Ending

Almost all my dreams are nightmares, and always have been. The earliest dream I can recollect places me in my infant’s perambulator, lying…

May 19, 2016

All Things — Ending

May 19, 2016

Keith Seddon

Shadows — Beseeching

I stood on a vast plain, bare of bower, building, grove or thicket. And there about me also standing were the hordes of all those who had…

May 18, 2016

Shadows — Beseeching

May 18, 2016

Keith Seddon

Horizon — Narrowing

On distant days in distant years, before the illness and before we had to give up almost everything, we walked long paths through dry…

May 17, 2016

Horizon — Narrowing

May 17, 2016

Keith Seddon

Keith Seddon

Writer, lyre builder and composer, lamenting the sorrows of the human condition and pressing on in the darkness.

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