noise
For a week I’ve stopped listening to the news. I couldn’t stand it any more. What more do I really need to hear about Iraq? But the silence is killing me. Like trying to give up coffee. In the morning I’ve been listening to Bach instead. As I am now. I don’t even bother looking … Continue reading
sun & shadow
My father says that my blog has become very dark of late. Hmmm. Maybe it has. I’m not feeling dark now though. My mother used to say the same thing about my poetry when I was a teenager — she didn’t like to read it, she said it was all just so morbid. People sometimes … Continue reading
Once long ago
“Once long ago when I lived in a daylight world, the world being too much with me, I would have gone to grass. Face downward and very close to the green stems, I became one with ants and aphids and sow bugs, no longer a colossus. And in a ferocious jungle of the grass I … Continue reading
Black and Sun 