David Ralph Lewis
Poet and Writer from Bristol UK.
- By David Ralph Lewis
- Based in United Kingdom
- Roughly two posts per month
- First post on
Posts per month
| Month starting | Posts |
|---|---|
| Aug 2022 | 2 |
| Sep 2022 | 1 |
| Oct 2022 | 7 |
| Nov 2022 | 6 |
| Dec 2022 | 7 |
| Jan 2023 | 4 |
| Feb 2023 | 3 |
| Mar 2023 | 4 |
| Apr 2023 | 4 |
| May 2023 | 4 |
| Jun 2023 | 4 |
| Jul 2023 | 6 |
| Aug 2023 | 5 |
| Sep 2023 | 0 |
| Oct 2023 | 3 |
| Nov 2023 | 4 |
| Dec 2023 | 1 |
| Jan 2024 | 7 |
| Feb 2024 | 10 |
| Mar 2024 | 6 |
| Apr 2024 | 10 |
| May 2024 | 8 |
| Jun 2024 | 1 |
| Jul 2024 | 2 |
| Aug 2024 | 2 |
| Sep 2024 | 2 |
| Oct 2024 | 3 |
| Nov 2024 | 2 |
| Dec 2024 | 2 |
Any gaps could be due to errors when fetching the blog’s feed.
Most recent posts
This is my five hundredth post on this website. I've had this site since 2016 in various forms. During that time, it's become one of the most valuable things I've done. Initially I thought it …
All these whirring, vibrant blurs, this rare and joyous music, the sensation of breeze over bare skin as I twirl in the summer sun dizzy, exhilarated, smiling- All of that was a fantasy. A fever …
I have stumbled into the season of crows. Still silhouettes watch my lethargic bones shuffle through leaf murk into the gloom. Issuing decrees in calls, they summon mist - uncertainty that lingers over my skin, …