Far, Far Away is a human family poem, a reflection on the impact of COVID-19 on everyone across the world, an expression of gratitude for relationships and togetherness. Far, Far Away – a Human Family Poem We were not prepared: our home is a mansion one end a shack on the far side, God help…
Warriors is a lockdown poem, a reflection on how for some, home can be difficult, especially if you aren’t allowed to spend time away from home. Warriors – Lockdown Poem Never once do you picture a warrior as a little bundle in a crib sobbing or hungry or afraid. In this army, every warrior has an…
She’s Given to Circles is an earth poem, a celebration of her abundant love and care, an appreciation of what we take for granted. She’s Given to Circles – Earth Poem First, she fed my child a nut, and after that she grew sprouts under her skin, of grain and roses and earthworms. Circling, she…
Litter Around a Rubbish Fire is a migrant poem I wrote while thousands of people are stuck between Turkey and Greece and no one wants them. Litter Around a Rubbish Fire – Migrant Poem First, you take candle grease and old newspaper and then, on the frayed inkless edge, you etch a new you basking…
This is What We Do is a care poem, a reflection on how people look after each other and a celebration of the fact that we can. This Is What We Do – Care Poem Your fingers are tugging the cobwebs from my eyelashes, one by one, you herd them like mules. This is the…
Our Terraced House is a beauty poem, a celebration of the imperfections surrounding us and a reflection on the stunning contradictions that exist between people. Our Terraced House – Beauty Poem Nature requires no faceliftNor should you every sweepthe dusty road betweenyour house and the church or wipethe sweat from your temples.The wild, wild waves…
And Why Wouldn’t I? is a cow poem, a celebration of nature and a reflection on its beauty and peace, way, way beyond our comprehension. And Why Wouldn’t I? – Cow Poem Cows know better thanto rush around headless like uskilling each other and the planetprancing as if we owned the placeas if our breath…
This Second is an Orphan is a time poem, a reflection on how moments are a patchwork of place, people, and grace. This Second Is an Orphan – Time Poem Let’s laud the loud and quit the quiet Let’s whisper zilch and oar the roar this second’ is the crook where red bulbs char the…