http://slow.writerscafe.org/ClarenceTide The original writings of author Clarence Tide en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776376711 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It’s one of those nice nights tonight, with a darkening blue sky, and purple grey clouds that mope on the horizon. And, as I often do when watching the heavens, I wish I had a huge wooden spoon so that I could reach up, and give the sky a good stir. Then again, it is just p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ClarenceTide/439542/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ClarenceTide/439536/  You drink coz you’re coolMeasuring yourself in units How many before I spin?Before I puke?Faint?                Die? Am I HARD enough yet?Am I REBEL enough?RECKLESS enough? .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ClarenceTide/403749/ The cool concrete is beneath meMy bare feet feel the rough(They’re numb with cold)My fingers curl around the handrailBut this is not enough  I step up, onto the lowest bar(The metal’s cold, so cold)And I can see the pavement belowAs I lean out over the edge.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ClarenceTide/384560/