Idyll I went to escape the urban solitude, To escape the perpetual flaneurship, the dogged 'outsider' mantle I was made from. I should’ve said grow up you child, you’re a writer What did you expect?...

Filling the Ghost Position I make him who I wanted him to be. I build him from memory and from other people: a pick-and-mix of George Clooney’s hair and Kenneth Branagh’s chin. I sometimes shop...

Day Trip On the road, uncle’s sat nav commentary directs us back to his salesman days, I’ve stayed there often They always bought tea towels. At Chichester Cathedral I insist on photographs of aunt...

Snow on the Eildons like a dusty dog The otter was on the cauld today in the end of the snow hunting for packages in overlooked thaw larders Found the stoat trail again in the snow this morning and...

Day’s Last Wave Each afternoon he would make the drive 15 miles west from his house to see the breaking of the last wave of the day. Armed with an accurate prediction of the time of the setting, and...

the way it goes the day got away on me ran through the woods leapt the lake carrying a backpack full of things not done *Joanna M. Weston has had poetry, reviews, and short stories published in...

An office by the by lane Once upon a time In once upon a path There was an old house. An old house Double-storied With wooden windows, A few rooms below, Just two above. In the courtyard were...

30 CARMODY:  I am exactly like a helium balloon.  I swell up or shrink down depending on the surrounding pressure. BLIGHT: [Indicating CARMODY.]  Massive in the rarer atmospheres.  [Pause.]  Unable...

Iguanadon A mad woman was squatting in the outer office. I’d unwittingly let in a mad woman. She’d shivered, twitched, looked me up and down and then insisted Johnny Havelock appraise the contents...

You will remain an example I will walk with all walking people And no I will not stand still Just to watch the passers by This is my Homeland In which I have A palm tree A drop in a cloud And a...