Tuesday, September 23, 2025

Karst Man

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  When I tell you, the man who lives on those hills is made of the same karst he stands on, that butts through the thin cover of his f...
Wednesday, September 17, 2025

It was the snow

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  that brought me back, its peace and space; refinding myself in its absence of clutter. With each new fall more deeply ...
Tuesday, September 16, 2025

A Book from Stone

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  Well, not really. But sometimes it feels that way. I keep the blog to amass poems. Publishing online keeps me at it; knowing that there ar...
Saturday, September 13, 2025

Laid Out

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  It’s often the hands locked and clawed that snag the eye s . Now yours, so recently warm, bound in rosary beads; already...
Friday, September 5, 2025

Bog

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  Bog Sinking into the soft mire, spagnum sponge; ooze rising inches above my feet: beer brown, freezing cold. I take a handful a...
Sunday, August 31, 2025

August Hedgerow Momentarily

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Photograph by Josef Koudelka   Thin as splinters, butterflies borne on white wings like flags, flitting over the hedgerow like scraps...
Tuesday, August 26, 2025

Beneath the Trees

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  A gentle breeze, the mottles of light and shade continuously shifting, pleasing the eye as asymmetry does, but continuously, exciti...
Monday, August 25, 2025

What Young Should Be

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This is written in the context of the ugliness of modern warfare, where population are slaughtered. What Young Should Be It should be a sta...
Saturday, August 23, 2025

Back Gardens

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  I’m on the train, heading out of town, passing yards and back gardens with that unkemptness that would never be seen on the street si...
Sunday, August 17, 2025

A New Level of Madness

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  The 21 st century: a new level of madness: men, I would not leave to baby-sit my child, with the shadows of their fingers stirring a...
Thursday, August 14, 2025

Droplets of Water

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 (a rewrite of a poem from 2022) Droplets  along the sharp edge of a stone like a chain of headlights in December traffic, sidling onto moss...
Saturday, August 9, 2025

Summer Downpour

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  on asphalt, concrete, glass and slate; drumming steel, aluminium wood, copper, tin; slapping tarpaulin and canvas, polyester and po...
Sunday, August 3, 2025

Distance

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  Distance A train tunnelling through the night-time lights briefly before the sound, self-weaving, eventually becomes another thread...
Friday, July 25, 2025

Still Those Conversations

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  Faraway it seems and yet all around and close; time like snow has fallen on your memory. Those conversations sluicing through an a...
Thursday, July 24, 2025

Palestine

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  A woman standing in the blown rubble and twisted steel of her house, sees no sense in war. Asks the collapsed walls what strategic ...