Category Archives: Poetry

If the weather is bedding

If weather is bedding and it so often is cloud pillows blanketing heat sheets of lightning then the continental coverlet of February has slipped sideways as if after a kicking night in which all came untucked and we wake in … Continue reading

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The old men are like snakes.

In the dementia wing which is bright and clean and where there is nothing else to frighten you with such irrational dread but old men   whose eyes follow and whose tongues flick where one might spit and one might … Continue reading

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Driving home from Dom’s

The river has the moon on it choppy little arcs of light linking into a scaled skin across the surface strong enough that you could walk out on it if the faith was upon you Strong enough to hold below … Continue reading

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Three Statistical Mornings

There’s a 30 percent chance of rain the light is buttery and spreads along the floor boards nearly 3.4 metres in from the window it is 11.2 degrees on the little table by the wall the cat sits perplexed on … Continue reading

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Burying an Artist is not like Opening an Exhibition

Burying an artist is not like opening an exhibition and yet here we are invited to view his life’s work to marvel at the colour and the strong unbroken lines to focus on extraordinary details and the strange juxtapositions only … Continue reading

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A Threat to Lives and Property

The day steps over the sill of the horizon and falls bodily through the gap where the cypress used to be on the neighbours side of the fence and on ours the dark leaved bushes and the mass of climbing … Continue reading

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The Sea is Theoretical

This poem has been published in regime 02 a magazine of new writing The Sea is Theoretical Some way inland the sea becomes theoretical a mad refutable idea that the land should end in such a way falling into liquid … Continue reading

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