Author Archives: Bobby Seal

About Bobby Seal

Freelance writer, poet and psychogeographer

Before The Fall

All you daughters and sons Who are sick of fancy music We dig repetition Repetition in the drums And we’re never going to lose it This is the three Rs The three Rs: Repetition, Repetition, Repetition Repetition – The Fall … Continue reading

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May Sinclair at Gresford

Either the operation or the pain, going on and on, stabbing with sharper and sharper knives; cutting in deeper; all their care, the antiseptics, the restoratives, dragging it out, giving it more time to torture her. May Sinclair – Life … Continue reading

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The Two Moors Way: Part 4

All the beauty of the spring went for happy men to think of all the increase of the year was for other eyes to mark. Not a sign of any sunrise for me from my fount of life; not a … Continue reading

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The Two Moors Way: Part 3

Continuing our 117-mile walk across Devon, coast to coast, in 2013. Part 1 can be found here and part 2 here. In Medieval times Chagford was a Stannary town, one of four in Devon where locally mined tin could be … Continue reading

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The Two Moors Way: Part 2

Continuing the story of our 117-mile walk across Devon, coast to coast, in 2013. Part 1 can be found here. From our stopping place just north of the River Dart we set out across the moor towards Grimspound and Chagford. … Continue reading

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The Two Moors Way: Part 1

In May 2013 I took a walk with three friends travelling from Wembury on Devon’s south coast to Lynmouth in the north. Our route took us across Dartmoor and Exmoor on a 117 mile long-distance path known as the Two … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 52

Have you also learned that secret from the river; that there is no such thing as time? That the river is everywhere at the same time, at the source and at the mouth, at the waterfall, at the ferry, at … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 51

I came from the sunny valleys And sought for the open sea, For I thought in its gray expanses My peace would come to me. Sara Teasdale – The River   Dee Estuary in Winter ©Bobby Seal

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The Flow of Time – Lockdown, Day 50

Of four infernal rivers that disgorge. Into the burning Lake their baleful streams Abhorred Styx the flood of deadly hate, Sad Acheron of sorrow, black and deep; Cocytus, nam’d of lamentation loud Heard on the rueful stream; fierce Phlegethon Whose … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 49

As for the river, it just kept moving, as river do–as rivers do. Under the logs, the body of the young Canadian moved with the river, which jostled him to and fro–to and fro. If, at this moment in time … Continue reading

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