February 10 – Sabbath Rhythms
Bind the hands of the clock
Be not a servant of time today
Demand the drummer desist his beat
Tomorrow we can march
Today let your heart be fallow
Your brow unfurrowed
Today we rest
And see that it is good
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I am an English teacher and drummer/percussionist with an interest in literary pursuits, creative endeavours, rhythmic permutations, theological amplifications and comedic outbursts.Here you will find my creative detritus: articles on living a creative life and writing explorations.
And other ideas I have snaffled from the papers stuck on the fridge door.
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A Fullness in Brevity - Adam Byatt 
I have only just discovered your blog! Love the idea, I have read and re-read today’s poem, it has the feeling of the spoken word, maybe that’s just the rhythm.