If this virus has shown us anything,
it is that we are all connected.
Which I miss so very much
so I don’t also hug
Your kitchen table,
which has supported our elbows
over long hours of
tea and talk
has to be… Read more
What if they wrapped your strawberries in celophane so that you didn’t miss the sweet, summer honey smell of childhood stawberry picking?
What if clothes and make up were just another kind of straight jacket to keep us wrapped in conforming shiny brittle shells of plastic?
What if the rush and busy-ness of earning was … Read more
the night when
the veil between worlds is the thinnest,
when witches ride
hard across the night,
when the dead surge to rescue the living
from their mire,
when the full moon
calls us to wilderness,
wakes our wolvish sensing to the
You may think this locking … Read more
I am standing by a dark, black, stone sea,
where nothing lives
no reflection sees.
They tell me they used to swim in it
but now there are merely
tourists behind a rope,
dipping distant fingers
into the icy
I turn to walk the path into the red-brick, splendid town,
Where the proud, clock … Read more
The lonely tree
There is a pain, like no other for me,
the pain of knowing you are together
and I am here.
Locked down, locked away.
The primary classrooms when too tall I towered out of the peer group clusters,
The secondary scythes of wop, diego, spik.
The secret of the shameful family split,
not washing … Read more
Getting back to normal
I wonder if after World War 1 and World War 2 people thought that life would get back to normal, after all the trenches, the bombs the young lives lost?
I wonder if after the Spanish flu people thought that life would get back to normal?
We weren’t expecting covid and we want it to … Read more