6/2023
England’s borders were never open, Not since the days when all peoples Mixed across geography and its boundaries, And before Anglo-Saxon was even An idea in historians’ minds. Populated by… Continue Reading
Browsing Category: Poetry
5/2023
This is new. Hair, skin, arms, Entwined in light. By now, our Electricity has fused And bound us to each other’s Sweat, Tears, extremities. With each Inhalation, every Touch, we… Continue Reading
4/2023
The Rupture He gave her a ring one day. She gave it back the next. Perhaps it was the black stone That made her realise it was His heart that… Continue Reading
3/2023
There was something odd about death. He’d always thought that, and asked Himself why machines could be forever Repaired but not humans. He thinks of The day she convinced him… Continue Reading
2/2023
Those days, when nothing disturbed The quietness of holy hours, except For us, were wrapped in the speed Of an empty motorway, the verges Blurred beyond the windows. We skipped… Continue Reading
1/2023
We writhe through the clichés While we talk past each other On the sofa we’ve inhabited Since early last night intent On having fun and being Together the way we… Continue Reading
Day 360
RUNNING We’re always running out of time, Always looking around the same corners At different landscapes, those parallel Universes of fear and hope, those Parallax separate lines that seem to… Continue Reading
Day 356
I was sitting in the car outside Carrow Road waiting for A to finish a late shift the other week, coming up to two in the morning, when it was… Continue Reading
Day 351
DANCE There is never a last dance. We Swim through the flames between The worlds of death and life and The fear disappears as we disintegrate And merge into these… Continue Reading
Day 350
Naming I remember reading about structuralism, de Saussure, and outdated notions about how different parts of language fitted one into the other to make meaning. Then turned the pages to… Continue Reading