Category Archives: Poems

Snails

If snails could speak imagine the ponderous space between utterings slow soundings of kindness freed from syllables   their headpieces tasting wind so near the earth   following no path, leaving shiny trails unnoticed in their own view   carrying … Continue reading

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Spanakopita

There were four triangles resting under ice in my freezer   left there at Christmas when my sister, who made them by hand, went home.   I was prostrate to listen   that day in the sun before the grief … Continue reading

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Not quite crazy

Not quite crazy I let myself be touched by the freefalling void   the utter senselessness of being alive or dead   meaning is just a convention, syllables sounding in a muscle under a scalp   and somehow shared occasionally … Continue reading

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with thanks to The Bennett Sun

Those beautiful women singing   each with her frailty lighting her face   yearning and delight in nimble fingers strumming and plucking   a sweet kindness of pine trees more real than hothouse rose;   weaving an invitation,   gently … Continue reading

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Horny

Help me to be horny for joy spreading through this wave of muscles and sensations   not just my own but all of us   feeding our appetites for kindness   cleaning the air with our choices   stopping the … Continue reading

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Snap

Let me learn how to love   fall consumed by shine on a leaf   hear the snap crackle pop in your voice even as I savour my oatmeal   be licked by stray dogs, bring them home without leashes … Continue reading

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Groggy

Mid-life can be like waking groggy from an afternoon nap with some regret for the angle of the sun, how the golden evening is here and there is still time to play but the day is receding quickly.   Some … Continue reading

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On the mat

The wag end of a dog, flick of a tail pointing to instinct and pleasure expressed by the planet through years of evolution in one brief wave   so much of what I do the same involuntary movement   except … Continue reading

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Scruff

Pick me up by the scruff, shake me on this journey   letting me feel the loose camouflage of this skin, the jumbled bones within   the helpless hanging, alert and shining eyes   willing to be carried to safety, … Continue reading

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Array

All those telescopes in tune, filling a field, expectant listening, receiving and distilling, attentive and moving by fractions, planted and supple   and not just yin, but also thrust, the vivid squint skywards beyond what is known, the questing thirst … Continue reading

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