A Dream
To see the sky with no tangent vapours marking its jetted limits… To see the land unboxed, its concertina scars flooded and weeping… To see the mirror-straits deepest … Continue reading
three
i have walked for nearly thirty miles and yet lack the courage to pass through the sap sticky firs and on to other soil there is no mark no … Continue reading
Seeds
With the battle lost, the remnants, ground down, were used as hardcore for roads, built to bolster shiny new tram lines that rush people past the ‘dozer razed haunt, with … Continue reading
Stanlow
This is a piece of visual poetry. The text was overlaid onto a picture of Stanlow and apes the night time skyline of the refinery. Unfortunately, wordpress compresses pictures quite substantially. … Continue reading
I’m In a Fairly Grim Mood . . .
I’m in a fairly grim mood today, mostly because of the rampaging juggernaut of idiocy that is today’s Brexit Announcement. Anyway, I found some notes and I have no recollection … Continue reading
“Uprooted”
‘You live in your bloody head far too much,’ said Dad, ‘get into the world; away from all those damned books and fancy. We’re building an orchard’ – in the … Continue reading
Sunflowers
I have just planted Sunflowers and now it is Raining. A lesson.
An Autopsy
An Autopsy (on being homeless in Sheffield in the 1980’s) i. Among mills, warehouses, tenements; stone blackened; cars burned; metal rusted; Each transformed by the neglect brought by progress. … Continue reading
Kiss Me Again, Jack
So many years since I felt the hoar caress my cheek with needle teeth. Not breaking the skin but bringing it to rude life . . . Kiss … Continue reading
Going Home: Keats – Episode 5
April 20th I didn’t sleep much. They were very active last night; very aggressive. I’ll have to check the animals in a while, but I’m expecting the worst. We had … Continue reading
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