Are You Now, or Have You Ever Been It might have been inone of those three syllablemonths – the ones with a decisivestress point smack in themiddle; the hopeful quartetthat arrive towards thelatter part of the year,announcing the onsetof milder days and lesstroubled thoughts. It was more a minimalistHaiku collaboration thanan empty exchange of words.YouContinue reading “Are You Now, or Have You Ever Been (for Geoff)”
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Branford Park, Just Quietly
Branford Park, Just Quietly Small clusters of Daisiesshimmy and quiver alongthe embankment this morning. Summer tides have madetheir early return, cutting a swathethrough the valley’s epicentre, where bird chatter makes itshalf hearted attempt at smalltalk with zesty oak leaves rippling in the coolof morning’s tepid breeze.Each blade of grass will begin it’s parched transition fromevergreenContinue reading “Branford Park, Just Quietly”
Closer Then
Closer Then It constitutes the lastgasp of a wordless haiku—peeringthrough snow drift icicles ona zen photographer’s windowpane in bright alabaster winter islike watching stars melt inside theexpanse of a late period Rothko. Ground German glass piercesthe fog of memory spirits—eachrecalled and submitted for reviewbefore imminent trial and sentencing. Like the actor gazing througha cigar hazeContinue reading “Closer Then”
Gung Ho at The Zeitgeist
Gung Ho at The Zeitgeist I like the photo that you flunglike an aerodynamic frisbeethrough the glow of cyber electrons.It screams of Ultravox and wildgypsophila in Grantchester Meadows. Kids careening drunk through streetlit metal roads, howling like rabid dogslost in the brain fog of a 2am deadzone, after shooting our lot over tablesdoused in fireContinue reading “Gung Ho at The Zeitgeist”
Visions of Orion Poetry 