That’s it for winter, the moment of tyranny draped in white fog, hovering over the land in shifting masses agitating news channels and personal verse. Restlessness waits patiently for summer’s cheerful waves and mating season of birds to course through my veins, and from clarity on time’s vantage point I fold up the past. Is […]

Is longing a condition of the heart? Or, is it a disease of the mind, like Amnesia that makes you forget old events? If it’s not of emotions Why does the chest experience sensations Of tenderness like a fresh wound? Who suffers from it? Who doesn’t? Are some less vulnerable than others? I look around […]

even if we knew the children were dirty and hungry the budget in deficit the sewers overflowing and justices unjust even if everything we wrote for it were vacuous our voices hollow, like sound from tiles in a public bath not honest lines with life’s sheer weight behind it even if people and not just […]

the rain falls in sheets the plants and buds swell like a pubescent girl in an outgrown dress the silver is cold windows drip with expression and i am travelling with languor i sit and read an old interview by the Paris Review with William Trevor where he describes short- story writing as “art of […]

If you have taken this petal for my soul Crushing it between your fingers to stain your lips Know that she’d long ago moved on Down the length of its stem into the earth If you think you can grasp me, think again My life is a wilful flow Broken tap, water rushing from the […]

Your eyes like sky Mine like earth One marks the height Of a certain depth The other, the depth Of an unimaginable height

For the first time in a long time I am thinking of you Wondering if you too Might have thought about me But even so the me you spoke with Was always my death If you study these pages you’ll say None of this is about me They tell only your story Something separates us […]