Category: observation

Keep Turning the Lights Off

I sometimes feel In the singular Even in my own home Flicking switches Tightening taps Rinsing our eggshells Crushing them Like brittle dreams But over time My way is becoming The way Save the jars Scrub and recycle the plastic Make towers of tubs…

From Europe to Eternity

As much as I would like to say something meaningful about the U.K., my home, leaving the European Union today, I’m finding it hard to find the words. I feel a bit numb; like it’s a bad dream I might wake up from. But…

Thursday Thoughts…

You Know it’s Samhain When…

Your husband can’t get out of the house because things keep randomly falling over, mostly on him. Stuff keeps disappearing and then turning up in odd places. You go into a room and something scuttles away into the corners, My Neighbor Totoro style. You…

Pigeons

The pigeons sat on me The day I took the train. I’d seen the old man A local, perhaps Or a tourist, but such a lack of Surprise At his avian invaders He stood beneath the sighing sycamore While feathered rats Stood politely on…

The Rain Roars

The rain roars down A lions last attempt To eviscerate The zebra of sun From the jungle of cracks In the pavement A whip crack of water Slashing holes In lawns, borders Ants dive for cover In the jungle of cracks In the pavement…

Spotted at Great British Food Festival…