Monthly Archives: May 2019

Dark

What pleasure there is in sitting up on the couch in the small hours of the morning, sipping hot milk, looking out the window, where strings of orange bulbs on the horizon gleam like self-assurance, reading Whitman’s sublime Leaves of Grass, steeped in Chopin’s sweet Nocturnes, watching doctors on the silent tv fight to save […]

Leaves

Out amongst the branches The lovers are in bed He shuffles with sibilance Beneath the covers to lie on her Her bare legs spread into place His shoulders envelop her body The airborne bed rocking gently the stillness of dark In the quiet the suburb sleeps below their act, as Waves of street-lamps bend over […]