“You must understand waves must land somewhere. Listen to what they say. Think yourself lucky, to be breached...
Current Project
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Obsession – Poem by Rona Campbell
The hush, the slush of we wheels, then the sound of a distant wise voice, ‘don’t touch the...
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Iced Preserves
Iced Preserves by Rona Campbell Fine Art Photgraphy The grim grin is set in the ice; no grazing...
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Ice Monster
She hangs around hedges and tangles in old men’s beards, not caring what she wears; she’ll be there...
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River Dee’s Dead – Poem by Rona Campbell
River Dee’s Dead Poem and Fine Art Photography By Rona Campbell They are laid out to die, cold...
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