Sunday, April 30, 2006

waiting room
shadows come and go
with the light

squeak of hinges
a triangle of blue
beyond the wall

before coffee
she mentions
unpalatable truths

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

first summer sunshine -
having knocked he waits
outside the black door

Sunday, April 23, 2006

a soft light
quietly filling up
the white room

in the silence -
the empty chair
beside me

a few words,
birdsong then...
a sneeze

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

spring sadness -
a break in the voice
of the seagull
stiletto heels -
a crow finds its balance
in the top branches

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

in a magnolia bush
the unlikely colours
of a goldfinch

Monday, April 10, 2006

the early daffodils
were beaten to the ground
if I could only
give up hope then I could
give up disappointment too

Sunday, April 09, 2006

through the roof timbers
of a half-built house -
spring wind

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

Thursday, April 06, 2006


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

the accusation
in your voice as we exchange
polite evasions
the lingering bitter taste
of so many unsaid things

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

spring wind
divorce papers

Sunday, April 02, 2006

the hedge-sparrow busier
than me

Saturday, April 01, 2006

a dream
of circus animals
prowling the crypt