Listening to Charles IvesThe street vainly imitates a theatre,dropped pennies and reflectors footlight my walkthe rumble of a crowd gathers and storms.Beats rain down and hide in the gutter,rivulets...

Butter-coloured sky    The snow fell all day. We rolled and rolledwhitenessdown the hill;a snowman our final victory. Snowflakes flew everywhere,spiralling against the...

Off the Beaten Track A pheasant scutters through the undergrowth and Rufus gives chase. He plunges into the bracken, tail tip waving like a flag, then disappears. I shout, whistle, follow the...

The Only Brunette on the BeachThe only brunette on the beach,I keep a safe distance from the sun,my eye on the smalt-blue seawhere the Kraken sleeps.Adamastor holds his stormy breath.The Flying...

French PolishA morsel of cokebetween manicured fingersnails polishedau naturelfor a botox generationpink as a Botticelli bottomwith a bone white tip and moon # # # # # # Old Etonian...

The SnowboyNo.What to make of what’s becoming nothing more than a mound of snow? The one where he takes a thick grief from its hook, and wears it out to step intoa freezer, and the glowsinges his...

Slice In the belly of the coal firesizzling amongst the red and orange flamesis a slice from a sheep shedsquared to the size of a piece of bread,a pink liver shaken by an iron hand. Just that...

early Septemberand the day was breathing out the lastof summer’s unimportant failuresand a bird dropped, suddenly, from the sky;it looked like the shadow of a tiny parachutista man jumped on the bus...

Diet PillsMy ex girlfriend came over to my house, it had been several years and 40lbs after our break up. She's trying to loose weight  with stimulant diet pills. After we catch up on old...