How can a writer make the past come alive? Compellingly alive, I mean, so that we feel rubbed up against the rawness of its reality....

God I had a few shots the previous night, so when Landita Mitrova joked that she had only two more PowerPoint presentations to show us, I...

The moment he left the wall he was done for, they were on him from every side They swarmed round. In the course. I could see. They were...

Signposts Once in Eire I asked directions. The soft-shirted man with sky-bright eyes reassured me: Sure it's grand. I know it well. Go...

Drudwen I saw them once at Aberystwyth Pier, before I knew what a murmuration was, or even that they were starlings, never mind their...

Statistics What are the odds of a man asking you to dance or a flower opening before your eyes blood mixing with water pearls in vinegar...

At the sound of the first trumpet... You're a clay trumpet in the shape of a man. I watch your lips with subtitles on. Is it just me or...

Tzebua "Is my heritage to me like a hyena's lair? Go assemble all the wild beasts, bring them to devour." Jeremiah 12:09 Thus,...

Snow² The room was a tangerine. Do you remember? As long ago as that Thursday evening when you and I climbed through the bay window...

Rose which signifies joy in the midst of penance —The Baltimore Catechism Too weak for blood, Rose is pale cousin To...

A Warning to the Fisher King Night is a black cape thrown open to reveal the white-dove moon. You toss the net with a sorcerer's...

Brave I once got on a bus in Woodstock, New Brunswick, and rode for two days solid south to Atlanta, Georgia. It's a go-to story when I'm...

Here is another poem that you might have missed. He whispered so the bathroom walls carry the scent of decaying argwood and burnt sage/...

Deepdale It can be felt before it is seen: the old brown river, an unburied body alive in its self-dug grave in the ancient trees....

A familiar route I've researched it on the internet, how to brace my back between wall and chair my right leg slightly forward, knees...

In a time of fragility The porcelain town barely survives. Its crowds are banned. It lacks bells and cars and footsteps. Even a dog's...

1974 jason sits for hours blonde hair curtaining his downturned face eyes fixed on the pale refracted bait intended for the eel he alone...

Bodhisattva 6th century bronze figurine R.A.A. "Bronze" exhibition. Between Uma with her semi-precious stones and Venus examining her...

Cannabis Two drops under the tongue; the taste of herbs. I've taken the high step: CBD and THC. My clinician said, "Fine. Try it." I wait...

Head down New year, blue-chipped gravel, the hill under black tar, ice; where I hide, breathe long white clouds. Corrugated sheds, a...

Gerard Manley Hopkins Burns His Early Poems He offers them, page by page, to pincers of flame. Purple, Keatsian verse penned at Highgate...

martian fruit the sun shines on her leaves serves you coffee and oranges in her boat on the loch calm down and let the words come a...

Death came so close it grazed my skin magicked my shoulder blades to wings and I flew to where I couldn't say but in the few moments I...

Little George ...barks at whatever is not the world as he prefers to know it: trash sacks, hand trucks, black hats, canes and hoods,...