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  • Node

    Node

    A poem about life’s pathways How do I fill my story. How do I know which is the right one. Which trail is the one I was meant to take. Which face do I end up with? My mouth My head My jelly like brain With those spots white ( so important, the white )…

  • Special relativity

    Special relativity

    This lockdown lark is at turns wonderful, terrible, exhilarating (yes) and depressing. Yesterday was such hard work. Family life isn’t easy at the best of times, and lets face it, these are not the best of times. After almost a whole day of active parenting (for which read, toleration, argument, discipline, apologies, heart to hearts…hugs)…

  • New

    New

    It occurred to me yesterday evening that I have not been really acknowledging the true enormity of the past three weeks; i mean, i have found comfort in taking notice of the smaller pleasures in life…birdsong, i spy games in bed with my youngest while sipping a cup of tea made with love and care,…

  • Resolution

    Resolution

    It’s almost 3 weeks,since lockdown…I had good intentions of doing lots of new things….some I have done, others have dropped off my radar. Today’s poem is a haiku about this….

  • History

    History

    Occasionally it strikes me that this is all realit’s not a film that I would avoidI can’t shut the book in disbelief and rail against the trite and lazy drawing of characters in this play.A farce without exit doors but lots of slamming –no green man running.Instead we think of our grandparents and how their…