halfway
through the last day
the dull sky darkens
towards the end
of a year of endings
Ingredients - my published haiku, tanka, haibun and the occasional piece of writing that fits none of those categories.
Sunday, December 31, 2006
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Saturday, September 30, 2006
Monday, September 11, 2006
Haiku articles
On my writing group blog - Cabbage Soup - I've posted about some haiku articles I had published a while back: The Alchemy of Haiku, originally published in Blithe Spirit and Haiku Lessons, originally published in Yellow Moon.
Friday, July 28, 2006
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Friday, June 09, 2006
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Saturday, May 13, 2006
tangled
in holly and ivy -
a fallen angel's wings
one upright gravestone
among oddly angled ones -
Edward Askew Sothern
almost worn
from the stone, the words
'passed away'
headstones -
my tongue finds the place
of the lost filling
crowding around
the chapel door -
buttercups
hollow cross -
a little water
gathered in it
between the graves
a perfect
dandelion clock
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Sunday, April 30, 2006
Sunday, April 23, 2006
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Monday, April 10, 2006
Friday, April 07, 2006
It was quite tiny and almost entirely transparent. You could see through its skin, in places you could see right through its body. It had a streak of red down the middle, deep inside, but its arms and legs, hands and face were all clear and bright, and the light shone through it. It was wrapped in a soft blanket and as I unwrapped it I was afraid it might be too delicate to handle, that I might hurt it. But when it was out of the blanket it began to stretch and bend its delicate looking arms and legs with surprisingly strong movements, as if it were swimming in the air. Its face had that look, that wide eyed glow, as if it was still seeing the faces of the angels and looking back into their eyes. It never quite focused on me.
carrying it
with me all day long -
dream baby
carrying it
with me all day long -
dream baby
Thursday, April 06, 2006
Security
The security-guard at the court asks to check my bag. I expect they get a lot of middle-aged women running amok in there, and so try to disarm them before letting them in. He does his job well. As he completes his search he suggests that ladies handbags should be like fridges, with a little light that comes on when you open them, so you can see what's inside.
divorce papers -
a glint from the clerk's
engagement ring
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Friday, March 31, 2006
Monday, March 20, 2006
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Saturday, March 11, 2006
Monday, March 06, 2006
I might have thoughtCan't believe I wrote this before hearing 'Pay the Devil'! 'There stands the glass' is the stand out track from this album - if you ask me. Although 'Things have gone to pieces' is growing on me, even if it reduces me to helpless giggles about halfway through. Which I'm not sure is intended. Although it just might be... 'My bucket's got a hole in it' is fun too, and 'Back Street Affair'... and I think I actually like this record!
I was the only one
to feel this way
if it wasn't that it has
been sung about - ad nauseam
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Friday, February 17, 2006
Yellow Moon
The excellent Australian journal Yellow Moon has a website where they publish some of the articles that have been in the print journal. Recently they've been kind enough to add one of mine.
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Monday, January 23, 2006
looking out
of an old photograph
my younger self
gives me a coolly
disapproving stare
[It's scary what comes to light when you're moving house.]
If you'd like to disapprove of your future self why not send them an email from FutureMe?
Friday, January 20, 2006
A-level papers -
questions I once knew
the answers to
[It's amazing what comes to light when you're moving house.]
Saturday, January 14, 2006
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
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