At The Precipice – about fear, not writing
I am posting this across all my platforms. It has nothing to do with writing, and everything to do with fear. I’m not a political analyst, but we’re now at… Continue Reading
sacred mountain
at the top of the sacred mountain the same shape as the cold which surrounds her she kneels on the sharp ice her hands flat against the serrated edges of… Continue Reading
Missing Teeth
He can’t afford a dentist to replace his Two missing front teeth middle-age Decay plucked from him. He talks, on His commuter train of anything but What he’s without, his… Continue Reading
Catching Up
Monday is always too hectic. Here are two poems. Catching up, and catching my breath. Dice The dice still roll. The big Man at the other end of This table… Continue Reading
This Measure
How to measure a moment? A sigh, a touch, a look, The feeling of lasting, A low mutter in mutual sleep, The scent of old bed sheets, A frozen slice… Continue Reading
Roots
Where it began isn’t the back streets Nor the beer cellars nor the market places Of 1930s Germany, nor slavery or the Lazy imperialism of white men wanting More than… Continue Reading
#NewMusicFriday – 07/02/2025
As I said on the show, as the weeks speed up I seem to have less and less to say. Best to let the music do the talking. Mireille –… Continue Reading
The Political
In these days, it’s impossible to write About anything other than politics, As Trump dismantles a republic with His tech bro acolyte, and the rest of The world looks on… Continue Reading
Backlogged poetry
Struggling to make time for writing. Playing catch-up. But here are the latest two. The American Constitution The text. An old painfully scribed Parchment full of good intentions, But a… Continue Reading
Yesterday’s and today’s
Catching up on poems. Patterns Lost words again. A puzzle in too many Different languages Waiting to be solved now. Too slow, the tinkering Of the mind with the dark,… Continue Reading