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I would…

I would…

Over the weekend, I was lucky enough to listen to poet Roy McFarlane read and perform some of his amazing poems. I remarked, before the session that I was focusing on prose rather than poetry but that changed after the event. I left feeling inspired and the following...

In Awe

You see me how, now? You see me put my clothes on, A tired ritual in the dark of an autumn morning. After children, after brushing my teeth, After waking from another life. The life where I was someone not as I am Known to you. I think back to when I was unknown to...

The Nymph

There’s a tree in my neighbour’s garden And inside, I see a nymph. She’s trapped within That rough, grey bark. Frozen. Heart still beating, Eyes still seeing, Mind still racing. But they will slow soon too. Years later she will forget. Another form, she’ll take; A...

Stagnation

Above is an illustration for a poem I wrote called Stagnation. The artist who created this beauty did so most generously and I feel that this is a gift. I am most grateful. Goncalo is a genius. Please visit his blog, Alienato https://goncalojuliao.wordpress.com To...
A poem about refugees

A poem about refugees

“The sea is two faced,” he said, fastening the orange life jacket to his chest.  “Hunger is eating our stomachs,” she said, wrapping her phone in plastic.  “They call it the Aleppo sling in the market where we sit...