Anthony Marriner

Rookie (1962 / North East England)

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Grew up in a mining community before leaving home at 17 and discovering that I was entitled to know the arts! Spent time working in London and Liverpool absorbing as I went along. Early 20s entered the criminal justice field: mad, bad, sad, evil and tormented are not just the preserve of an artist.
Utterly eclectic in my tastes in all things: -failed painter and backroom writer, so I make no ... more »

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Intimacy Lost

The space creeps up, at first unseen,
Where once the clasp of youth had grown.
Can love persist such distance obscene-
Or shall life proceed in monotone?

We each still crave love’s caress,
That maps our torrid union’s history.
But time has dulled erotic progress;
Complacency, robs passions mystery.

Frigid darkness chases light away,
As silent pain fills up the void.
Reaching out, can my hand stay-
Or will rejection’s answer lie with Freud?

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