http://slow.writerscafe.org/maffwilson The original writings of author Matthew Wilson en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776199175 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The world is made of many kinds of substance and words are the same. Some are fluid and can only undermine as a passive power like the constant lies of infidelity. Compare with stone... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maffwilson/1707754/ A poem which celebrates the bittersweet falling away that is the ineluctable twilight of days, seasons and lives. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maffwilson/1707744/ 'Stolen' (hopefully) from Pablo Neruda’s ‘Your Hands’, a family favourite. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maffwilson/1707726/ Simple, joyful metaphor of how Swallows dive down and then swoop upwards as they take off from their nests, where words are my air that give upwards thrust to my thrilling escape into the clear sky. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maffwilson/1707711/