DANCING IN THE CURRENT

  I am posting a link to Dancing in the Current, a new blog from Exploring Colour‘s Liz Cowburn. Her husband Nigel took this photograph and afterwards both Liz and I wrote poems based on our interpretations. I originally posted mine last week but wanted to show you the three pieces together, Nigel’s photograph along […]

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COMFORT IN THE CARDS

  Behind the fanfare we fan the light to make our way through another day to night. Behind the fuss we muddle through movement on route to contentment caught in quiet corners of unconsciousness, like that word on the tip of the tongue we can’t quite pronounce. On terra-cotta tiles I turn through cards of […]

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BOTTLED PAST

  It’s outstanding what odours can own, how biographies in bottles can board, how illusions can lie lay in liquids, how subtle scents can be savoured. I sprayed you today on my hands -so cold to caress- from a bottle, a simple bottle, in a shop, a simple shop, in a city that never saw […]

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GRACE IN THE GARDEN

My mother hangs memories on the wall of her garden in the land where her grandparents toiled, on a wall in the garden are my mother’s memories that not autumn, winter or summer can spoil. There are tea pots and trinkets and there are trophies and tack and mirrors watching time brushing past, and a […]

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LITTLE BLACK DRESS

And every day that the sun still rose, and some days were unexpected, she took the dress and put it on as if it pulled back the years, as if her skin again was taunt, as if her hair again was blonde, as if her friends again were there. And in the dress she walked […]

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DAYS IN THE DAM

  It’s funny how you slip in along the side lines on days that don’t deliver that don’t distract. It’s strange how you pull me from the pit falls on days when I feel undone when I feel attacked. It’s alarming how you linger in the background. It’s odd how you hold me despite the […]

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