The winter is cold. Ice forms on the loch. I swim & two swans follow.
Tag: poem
The Dog Needs Botox
A sestina. with the six repeating words chosen by jess, john & sveta. He gets up every morning at 6am to walk the dog. At this time of year, the ground is thick with frost – the stars his guiding light. Walking feeds his soul and prepares him for home, where she, and conflict await. … Continue reading The Dog Needs Botox
Darkness is your country
A tritina inspired by Ursula le guin's 1983 'a left-handed commencement address' To wander alone, late at night, in the dark is foolish. Who knows what might happen to women out there? Best stay safe indoors. House. Home. Hearth = Indoors. These are spaces built to exclude the dark and protect a family. In particular … Continue reading Darkness is your country
Bambi
He kindly agreed to drive her to the station, despite the early morning shadow fog. His weathered hands grip the steering wheel as he peers short-sightedly into the gloom. She should have insisted on driving herself - just how much can he actually see? She strains her eyes for him and watches the road in … Continue reading Bambi
Nearly Two
Dear Readers, It has been a mental year. The Brexit merry-go-round continues with predictably awful consequences. Over a million people have died from Covid and infection rates rise/fall/rise. Police keep killing unarmed black civilians. There have been riots. Protests. Strikes. Another global recession and U.S. election is upon us. As well as floods. Forest fires. … Continue reading Nearly Two
