Year: 2020
On a Sunday, in the early evening –And I hear this couple,raging on, screaming their heads off. And I’m over six footAnd I’m looking through hedgerows,through blossoms –Purples …
He dressed eccentrically at the most – striped trousers and a top hat bowler. And a long coat and gaudy shirt. His eyeglasses would swing on a chain, …
Pastel shades, gold and scarlet, splendid in the evening light, the simplest shades. The room, largely decorative with plumes of grey and black and blue. They called it …
Taut line of thin manila, rope creaking, on dusty rafters swinging. In your shame. Forty years of dead weight, then like a pendulum still. It was three days …
Spring has sprung, and new blossoms burst. Hungered by the lack of fuel, the compost heap beckons from across the garden, angry steam rising from its core of …
