Day One
Nowadays, the Christmas period is the time at which I take my longest holiday of the year. I don’t have it in me to take more than a week at… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
Nowadays, the Christmas period is the time at which I take my longest holiday of the year. I don’t have it in me to take more than a week at… Continue Reading
the floodlights make the air visible swathes of atoms dance giant moths rise to the heat and light of the last evening of summer he stands outside the stadium awake… Continue Reading
scarred earth there were once three sisters before the days were named fires everywhere tall and bright and pale walking on the heath where the water runs… Continue Reading
Today’s the day. Today is the day. You are now free, if you so choose, to put more pressure on the already over-burdened NHS, to add to the queues for already underfunded… Continue Reading
Originally about the end of the cricket season, Season’s Close is also about the ending of any era, with the hope that the good times will be back before… Continue Reading
I used to tell my children The darkness is your friend To help them sleep at night Even though I always slept With the curtains open Before I met their… Continue Reading
I saw death loitering By the back door Out of the corner of my eye, Briefly illuminated by the glow Of my pre-dawn cigarette. She sniffed at the smoke, Stepped… Continue Reading
It is the weight of this year, The heaviness of each dark morning, The silence of the first waking, And the emptiness of air Where once warmth was, That makes… Continue Reading
A hundred thousand Students deprived of education Turn against the screen showing nothing But a history deprived of context, A history designed to make them Only the mouthpieces of capitalism… Continue Reading
Summer always comes to its end Too quickly, too soon, and Regrets are too easily dwelt on, And sadness inevitable, after these Days of joy and fear, and the Bonds… Continue Reading