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Monthly Archives: August 2018
Being English
Another friend, Rachael Clyne, has mentioned the experience of second generation immigrants. Here is a poem, entitled Second Generation, about my parents’ ambivalence towards being Jewish. It was published in my collection A House of Empty Rooms (Indigo Dreams Publishing 2017). Second … Continue reading
Blog to blog to blog: the identity thing
I was surprised and rather flattered that my friend Hazel, in her blog Dancing with Red Fudo, chose to quote from my previous post as a starting point for her own reflections. Although my post wasn’t really about identity – … Continue reading
Blogging on…
After all this time – nearly six years – I still don’t really know what a blog – this blog – is for. If I read other people’s blogs, I often think: that’s not what I would want to do. … Continue reading
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