Five Limericks on Grief When I see a young boy and his dad, I’m brought back to the one that I had. They seem charged, holographic. Then I lose them in traffic, and it leaves me reflective and sad. There…
Hinterland What lands lie east of here? North and south are known, and west, but to the east, to my left, the country folds in upon itself and falls away, rising in the near distance to a long tableland.…
A matter of time When I was young it was C.P. Snow averred anyone who did not know the Second Law of Thermodynamics was uneducated. ‘Two Cultures’ was his bag and what he wanted was scientists reading poems, Arts chaps…
I am all saliva and static before the big race. I secretly want to be the horse; the jaw and the strange elemental eye. The sun along my long muscles. I will be good; I will be good. …
The Widow Will Not Be Returning The widow across the street has been taken to live with her family, and later perhaps to a hospice. Last week I was called to witness her will. Now Rufus her little dog…
