Proper Poetry

The grandeur of the palace re-awakened all the old anger at outrageous riches derived at base from peasant poverty. The same few biblica...

When I was young, my parents embarrassed me; now older I cringe at the younger self I see.

We crossed the border from Boa Vista and started to follow the orange dirt road. The skinny savannah of Brazil began to put on weight as fl...

"It's a hard habit to break" she said "I know" I assumed she was thinking of her husband lately deceased but repu...

A week or so ago I dug some may bugs from a big flowerpot in my back garden. Coiled they were, like short fat juicy caterpillars. I put them...

We board our silver winged flier - more bird than butterfly (except in turbulence) and slide across the farmers' fields and feathery cop...

The airport was busy, half a dozen passenger jets criss-crossing the sky, sectioning the flimsy grey garden fleece covering the background b...