Caroline’s Friends
One of the things I loved, growing up, was listening to the radio, under the bedclothes, long after I should have been asleep. Chasing the signal, as one station faded … Continue reading
The Tiny Infinity
I’ve an app that shows me the position of the stars. I hold infinity in one hand. Meanwhile outside the stars still shine. Infinity in the flesh.
The Red Shoes
I’ve recently been in hospital for a major and life-altering operation. I came out of the anaesthetic. I wrote this on my phone almost immediately. I have no recollection of … Continue reading
Miserable Tinsel
Dusk plummets with the grace of scissored marionettes disgorging phantom garlands from seeping notchwort across belties and gullies. Without the moon the vale, is festooned with the most miserable of … Continue reading
Vague Wisdom
As today is National Poetry Day (who knew?), I thought I’d better put something up. It’s been a while… Anyway, this started life as a cut-up using some Blake poetry, … Continue reading
Sub Iove
i – Two The first phrase I spoke was in awe of the storm. As the sky tore ablaze, my eyes widened and I pointed to the clouds. With tiny … Continue reading
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
himanimalwail
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
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