Thursday, December 28, 2023

When I have nothing to say

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  When I have nothing to say, to write; I imagine a white expanse, a space to be filled; it always forms a rectangle, a page in fact. ...
Sunday, December 24, 2023

Rossnowlagh, Christmas Eve

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  The ferocity of the ocean dissipating on the beach; its heaving waves falling flat and disappearing so I am walking along the edge of ...
Saturday, December 16, 2023

Life at its most horrific

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  A truck over-loaded with pigs reversed to the abattoir door. The men dropped the ramp, opened the tailgate but the pigs stampeded awa...
Thursday, December 14, 2023

Travels

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  Sun nested on the water, Himalayan cumulus above the horizon, a stratus sea, a silver road to the moon; sky and earth mimic each othe...
Monday, December 11, 2023

A Thought on Religious Belief in This Time of War

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  i.  I do not sow a seed to have seedling or sapling wrenched from the earth. Those welcome in my fields celebrate the success of my crop...
Monday, December 4, 2023

All is Flow

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A Chagall view of life All is Flow In here, there is no one God, no solidity nor weight; all is flow. Towns, buildings, steeples are...
Saturday, November 25, 2023

Our Finest Belonging

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 An edited version of a poem I wrote in 2021 inspired by a Sorolla painting of wife and daughters lying in the grass.  As we lay there, ou...
Friday, November 24, 2023

We Lovers

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  Our colours are bells; we, lovers, live forever; defy perspective; grow from each other into each other; no beginnings nor ends but...
Friday, November 17, 2023

Sun in a Cage

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  Pearl-white, the day; January frozen colourless. The sun, golden in its cage, a pint of lager in a man’s hand, a quarter mile out ...
Monday, November 13, 2023

In Autumn

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  Light falling like leaves in Autumn; you inside it. Eyes grey in their pools; pale and thin, dimming; disappearing among...
Monday, November 6, 2023

Same Face

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  Failing light soft as Autumn leaves falling. The year’s foliage becoming humus, new soil; s mell of decomposition: fresh, dank, m...
Friday, November 3, 2023

Boned Trees

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  When they shake out the fields, wring the cities, we fall out, boned trees. How our Summers passed and fell, de...
Thursday, November 2, 2023

What Legitimacy?

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  Blasted to rubble, and buried in it, a child, a baby dead before arriving on the floor of his own mind. Don’t talk of right...
Thursday, October 26, 2023

The Perfect Poem

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  The poem has a descant voice; born of beautiful words, it flows, whirls high above them. Even when the meaning is opaque it sings ...
Saturday, October 21, 2023

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  Rain has stolen the plants from my garden leaving their colours flowing unconfined finding fresh courses blending into new carryi...