James Wijesinghe

Studying English at the Universities of Exeter and Otago.

Keen writer and journalist. 

Eyes never too far from a window.

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Cutting the News of the World Down to Size
9 months ago
Suddenly I see a headline. Blasts of leaden verse in presence of a mangled text. Take a newspaper. the classics in paraphrase! Take a pair of scissors, cut down on rebuilding clips of the type that wo...
As I Watch the Tides Change
9 months ago
They say that home is where the heart is, But what if your heart isn’t Home? I hope to be Noah’s dove So I could fly above the azure desert To you, my love. While on this Odyssey, Would you be my Pene...
9 months ago
Look! It’s her From the screens, the posters and the magazines. You don’t remember? Too young. Everyone loved Sandy. Men said “She’s an hourglass, That girl, What a waist.” Her basket boasts potions, ...
The Gardener of Eden
10 months ago
Busy life climbed before the fool Fell for greed - entwined, expelled. Parchment pools were opal lagoons “And it was good.” Why, by stubborn trunk still rooted Must man hack at its great Knowledge? Th...
Man Up
10 months ago
"Man up." The last two words heard before the jump. Man down. Knackered, they scraped Him From the tarmac like chewed gum – Spat out and Flattened in a fleshy puddle of blood and dirt. If suicide is t...