Monthly Archives: June 2014

Elegy

Father, father parents aren’t talked about much in poetry these days Even cats — they clean themselves and walk away when life beckons you The world is not what it used to be; caution and sense? hell, they are zimmer frames in waiting rooms to heaven Yet, I haven’t been strong without you: fugues confuse […]

2014

I’d worked through my lunch hour, polished off that last report, I’m free to take a walk. There is a light drizzle and the air is white, a sharp chill slices through my clothes. Still, I turn down the footpath, and in the mournful spray, pass a schoolboy he’s feeding his pink, pubescent cheeks grease […]