Chris Shaw
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Maternal LoveA Poem by Chris ShawThe Oaks Residential Home, visiting my aunt |
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Oyster Shucking - Factory GirlsA Poem by Chris ShawIn the slums of London, 11 year olds |
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SlipwayA Poem by Chris Shaw(Observations) |
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GoneA Poem by Chris ShawA story |
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In The MazeA Poem by Chris Shaw( the progression of dementia in loved ones ) |
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Casting Out The ShadowsA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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Savoir FaireA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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Perfect IntegrationA Poem by Chris Shaw(We can learn from our avian friends) |
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RemnantsA Poem by Chris Shaw( I must stop watching horror films at night, this is what my muse gave me this morning) |
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Two for the price of oneA Poem by Chris ShawSomething different |
