days pass monotonous as grass blades, grey as cloud cover, incessant as cistern hum; pass through pencil sharpeners, pass over teaspoons like wavery steam, pass along my spine- the disconcerting shiver of them. days pass overhead and underfoot, mosquito-whine past ears, pass like passing out, pass like passing wind, very rarely passing muster. passing days … Continue reading Lockdown
Three men in baseball caps on Sunday’s oval: this sublime morning (like Vivaldi’s violins) elongates their shadow legs while the leashes of the three small dogs tangle calves in random wind until grown men must hop and wobble. Spring’s tickling breeze, its infinite busy fingers, plucks browned blossoms and drops them butterfly flitting to ground … Continue reading Sunday with Dogs
He tells me how he’s divorced but it trails off. He mutters about “a lot of silly things” and I walk on face turned to the breeze not watching him ache. He was born in the same hospital as Spike Milligan - a claim to fame. We chuckle in our masks the hill making us … Continue reading Richard
It’s a hat hunch summer, driving down the long curved road early sun dagger bright through the wind shield the dust in cotton red fluff behind. We pile out dressed to digits’ ends green roped buckets harnessed on; wading in among cicada song and the whine-whistle of flies. Velcro vines drag ladders through everything except … Continue reading Jam Joy
Out of the Cave 