More than River Churches, meadow prayers and the eerie emptiness of a supermarket at midday, my voice is cracked clay at the sight of the holy water heeled from the ground Gathered in weary plastic Hope has no colour, but … Continue reading Hope has no colour
Do you want a backwards recipe blog? Let’s try putting the recipe first and then the story no one wants to read after. Foragers Hare Stew Impossible to source for the average person, this recipe will transport you to a … Continue reading Hare Stew
Clifftop Doctor calls Mum, she calls me. “Your father’s dying, and won’t survive morew than two months.” Book the flight twenty minutes later, board the plane 22 hours after that, and fly to Tokyo and then change for Vienna. Straight … Continue reading A list of escapisms
What are you passionate about? Muddy shoes and weary hugs Here I walk in a haze of sodium To find notes and lay in the big bed All four souls and shelter Carved in stone, they reach back in time … Continue reading Violet Fires
What are the most important things needed to live a good life? Fall into the touch of that place Where sky meets the golden heads of Pannonia. Arrayed before you, this Sarcina; the kindness of Helios The strawberry taste of … Continue reading Loculus’ Advent
It changes colour as it dries, as time passes, each shade lightening as the water leaves it. The pigment dries faster than seems decent, both on the canvas and the palette, where it forms a dry skin that awakens the … Continue reading Acrylic
Shoelaces he couldn’t tie, A union proximate and sweet we cling to moments. Say goodbye, I moved away from up the street.Letters written, slowly saw the fallacy of time and space, in choosing those who at their core sought friendship … Continue reading Lost Friends/Lose Friends
Possessions, outward success, publicity, luxury – to me these have always been contemptible. I believe that a simple and unassuming manner of life is best for everyone, best for both the body and the mind.”Albert Einstein Nine years ago in … Continue reading Chestnut in my Hand
Are you a leader or a follower? Geese flying like a halo Unruly assemblages of cloud Send them into the sky Like a curse we suppose That the front is the place of power Red Carpets are a tongue of … Continue reading Lead South
We ran in the solicitous fields Caressed by the fingers of Romulus Each rhizome a mythos Until the voice of hidden rivers was knownDid you feel the moments of other universes? Apartments near the brewery And beheld a home that … Continue reading Romulus’ Touch
List your top 5 favorite fruits. Red currants at dawn Like ruby serpent eyes. Mango in the afternoon Toes scattered in sand, heart laved in salt. Banana in his hand, A crushed love-offering from a baby Cherries in the sun, … Continue reading Passed Sweetness
If my indifference was a sore arm nursed into the hospice of nostalgia where you were no longer the hope of kisses but all the stations Shared with a priest who trammelled like a voiceless gull in ancient cathedrals and … Continue reading Hospice of Nostalgia
A snowmelt knight unchained, Upon the liquorice asphalt domain of movement A metallic crowd of promises becoming the centre of a rare fruit He weaves a mad dance like the dusk of a future self White knuckles ascended to an … Continue reading Gentian Violet
She is the silence before water boils The Storm that is the calm. The comfort of darkness beckons me to sit in little corners and should I close my eyes just right I can see a mosaic of tourmaline and … Continue reading Slow Breath Silence
23 minutes on the Phone It’s a twenty-three minute phone call, which is the measure of shame I feel about the relationship I have with my mother these days. I knew I was getting old, but now it is clear … Continue reading The Fourth Stage
Blaze of Obscurity 