Fifteen Cafe Scenes (11 – 15)
xi. Hallelujah? “She always brings extra biscuits for God and makes sure there is enough tea for His cup.” She acknowledges that His cuppa does not runneth over. It just … Continue reading
Going Home: Keats – Episode 10
April 25th After chores, I went out in the Bedford again. There’s an industrial estate about half a mile from where I used to live. It wasn’t there while I … Continue reading
Fifteen Cafe Scenes (6 -10)
vi. Homeless He shuffles in a cup in his hand hoping he won’t be noticed; pretending that he bought it earlier, he takes a seat in an alcove. Staring into … Continue reading
Going Home: Keats – Episode 9
April 24th When I first got here, the staff block was one of the least defensible parts of the building. It was flat roofed single story annexe to the entrance … Continue reading
Hastings Beach 1974
Ignoring the arguments and the cigarette fug, I rub the condensation from the window. It won’t be long before white noise stops its sibilant assault on roof and windscreen. … Continue reading
Refugee
I wanted to write a poem about the refugee crisis. I wanted it to be a savage criticism of the political situation leading up to the mass migration; the horrors … Continue reading
Going Home: Keats – Episode 8
April 23rd There was a storm, alright. The cats hid under my bed and yowled all night. The livestock have never made such noise before. I wanted to go outside … Continue reading
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