[tabby title="Poem"] The by-line is essential clueas global headlines influence,outrageous, common currency,(recall bite test, validity?)for threats the trade, bit coinage. Gold standard, once so dearly held,of sterling value in the world(though miners paid the price involved)is now reduced, art of...
[tabby title="Poem"] Beside the dead, it’s living still,and knowing killed had mothers too,their nurture, breast, in common, sotheir mind and soul grown in their soil -as yours, but which the greater soiled?For every soldier’s demon hauntswith tempting taunts and question...
[tabby title="Poem"] In winter cold despite log fire,my evenings spent in toasting selfbefore the peats dug from bog moss,the glow of gluhwein coursing throughmy core, as central heating roared,both boiler, circulatory. A reason here to celebrate -the sparkling memory, past...
[tabby title="Poem"] Like old salts’ huts, with herring hung,or Kilner jars of my old gran -the fruits of summer in a glass -that harvest of both sea and landwere pantried for the coming storms,a lost importance, modern clan. I dreamed...
[tabby title="Poem"] The world so full of gullible,those traps set for vulnerable,the western, anxious capital,their assets as they climb or fall,both stocks and shares, or fortune’s wares,but more in their relationships –their stock in sharing lives, of love,companionship in heart...