Opposite Ends
In this edgeless weather the light blunts to grey. If not for lovers and birds the day would seem a …
Monthly Archives: September 2013
Thoughts In A Forest
Rife with promise and evidence of this world the air is infused with resin, balsam, woodchips. Here amidst the …
Living
Learning to live with the immediacy of small birds, or windswept trees stretched to the breaking point. In the sudden …
Stargazer
We used to run through the orange grove eyes shut tight, arms churning, trying to think like bats. Pretend to …
Aubade
A lamentation for the coming of the light… The day comes on, relentless in its rising. The bedroom reeks of …
Watching The Dogs
It is a charcoal sketch of a day. A black swirl of starlings -one mind, one pulse, swing, turn, dart …
