I Got The Arthur Blakey Blues
Between playing field and farmers fallow – where cowslips and poppies bob and bow in an endless game of politeness – a tree that thought Victoria was fleeting, stood alone, … Continue reading
August 26, 2022 · Leave a comment
(Chromo)Y+Y = +sumgain
I’m in a weird mood. Maybe this visual poem shows that. Normal service will be resumed once I have this bee out of my bonnet.
August 6, 2022 · Leave a comment
The third piece about the 80’s HIV crisis. It’s been weird writing about this stuff and has brought up some awful memories. I guess this can be seen as ‘therapy’ … Continue reading
August 4, 2022 · Leave a comment