Now the River * Now the river glitters, a glared jangle Of bright voices broken in the morning’s throat Hard and sharp, the tongue edged with fire And the eye with its jeweled and prism sight The day’s glass spangled In unseasonal heat. * Now it curves In a slow undulation of moan And dreams [...]
Mon, April 23 2012 » Poems, Poetry » No Comments
Ras Mohammed Absorbed in amniotic languor Opaque brightness fades In descent Only the sound of my own diaphragm reverberates Tolling in deathly rhythmic Surrender The Dunraven sprawls, spent prone Tears gouge mortal wounds Broken Entering her warm currents pulse Doors ajar, passageways call Waiting With one kick she is gone In a burst of bubbles [...]
Sun, January 1 2012 » Poems, Poetry » No Comments
Norway Spruce Tree, you are so unlike me; stiff, Vertical and unbending. I bend in any wind. Your roots have been cut off. Mine are attached by blood so thick I cannot remove them. I scrub Yet it cannot be undone. I shelter small creatures; Your branches remember feathers. My makers live next door, Whilst [...]
Wed, December 21 2011 » Poems, Poetry » No Comments
By candlelight I can see an old man. A sculptor in a candlelit basement studio. His face is cracked and worn like granite. He is weeping; he is weeping for what he has created. One piece, a lifetime’s work. The candles flicker and think they are alive as the shadows are alive – timorous flustered [...]
Mon, November 7 2011 » Poems, Poetry » No Comments
A Conjuring of the White Owl The feather laid across my palm A blade of light shaved from the moon The ridged and rippled wavetop from the moon’s Frozen ocean Where the dead sing Weightless Their cold high songs That thread the ear with a needle of bone. The stroke of finger will set it [...]
Thu, October 27 2011 » Poems, Poetry » No Comments
In hospital Time-slipped, we drink tea in the twilight of half-lit spaces, with the distant mutterings of the blue-clad, soft-shoed, to comfort us. Visitors in this flowing world, we slip into its stream as if we have always known how to swim here. Machines beep like morning song, and the glass between this world and [...]
Mon, October 17 2011 » Poems, Poetry » No Comments
Risk Risk is a strategic game based on a board depicting a political map of the earth. Players use tokens denoting armies. The primary object of the game is “world domination”. Irkutsk Kamchatka Yakutsk. I hated Risk can think of better strategies for achieving a successful relationship. You were always so territorial, piling your bike [...]
Thu, October 6 2011 » Poems, Poetry » No Comments
Afternoon Tea It started so promisingly: Our cheek – kiss hello, the ordering of tea, Golden Assam poured from elegant silver by attentive waiters. We chatted – about you mostly. You wolfed down smoked salmon though it’s my favourite too. With your suggestion of champagne I laboured the illusion we were celebrating. I sat comfortable [...]
Thu, October 6 2011 » Poems, Poetry » 1 Comment
On the slab When I buy a fish, I look into its eyes. Those with closed mouth and tranquil gaze Never taste as good As those with blazing eyes and bared teeth. Eating this animal is not consumption. It is an act of love, of respect; An act of hope That I too will go [...]
Mon, September 26 2011 » Poems, Poetry » No Comments
after the bluebells a skylark rises from a green wheat field heat rises from the cracked pathway as I enter the woodland shade and smell wild garlic the bluebells are gone your season is past I hear the clamour of sheep in the field beyond see the temporary shearing tent shorn sheep race bleating towards [...]
Thu, September 15 2011 » Poems, Poetry » No Comments
