Sunday, 30 October 2016

It’s midnight
And our silent house is listening
To the last sounds of people going home.
We lie beside our curtained window
Wondering
What makes them do it.
 


Thursday, 1 September 2016

 
'Oh what a thing to regret'
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Friday, 29 April 2016


'you, lifted into the sky like in stories; gone, the way we expect people to vanish into thin air in faked magic...'

Tuesday, 5 April 2016

'then found you on the edge, with all in view,
all in hand, tall as a mast of white pine
to which I had to lash myself or drown.'

Saturday, 5 March 2016


























'And what shall I do with the seed? The day said, the day said.
Bury it deep, see what it’s worth. See if it can stand the earth.'