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      Triplet 1. From this far-side apartment you watch jarul leaves darkening with the seasons, progenies from the shoots’ threads. Footprints of your ancestors beckon to you, the assemblies of daisies are blooming on the balcony. Sunlight drizzles in...

      Drumbledrane Determined, you smash against the window I have to admire you in your striped suit All the worries of the world pass you by Just to keep the Queen and Pooh bear happy. Masking yourself between odd magic tricks The perfect worker,...

      The sea happens to me today not because I’m the woman in the bakers brusque turned rude or the peaches              still hard in the bowl skin-touched with mould I need a reassemble immersion my flamingo of balance is stuck on a slope of rough...

      My Little LeBron For my nephew Sunlight saunters in long, thin wires through the fallow field of my bedroom. You approach, a migrating heron in a runny yolk collar and suntanned shorts, a white-light emissary of hope. Your nimble night eyes bore...

      Dinosaur Footprints Tennyson Monument (The Needles), Isle of Wight I’m waiting for news I don’t want to talk about and scrolling through old photos to escape. After some swipes, I see you walking away. From my perspective, the path looks up – wide...

      Waking Up The night before we left we smoked opium for the first time and didn’t sleep. In Brindisi we lay down in a corridor and slept before the ferry took us to an island where there was a warehouse for the mad. (Now I know the mad are awake...

      What was Lost Something black is humped far ahead on the path. Perhaps some small creature fallen from where it should be. I am unsure whether I saw it move. Once I found a fledgling crow on the pavement, lifted it to a low branch on the tree...

      Awaiting Update We cannot update you yet, other than to say we are caught in a doldrums between stations and that your father can wait as he has been waiting these past two years, somewhere in the heat-bitten brickscapes of London, the memory of...

      Compline A woodpigeon calls his five-note matins. Petals ratchet wide as the sun rises. A butterfly’s haphazard wing beat. Reverberation of a gong, sandalled feet on tiles. Golden leaves in the gutter, the downpipe’s digestion of rainfall. Petals...

      Redwood The mineral kin would not know me now, I used to be a cone-coiled code, I mean, I was biding, to flicker into joy. Each day I emerge a little, root deeper, canopy wider, longing burnishing my hardening trunk. Distance from the ground has...

      An Eight Year Old’s May Altar Inside May’s warm beauty I think of God and of the Virgin Mary. I’ve always loved Mary. The time is now — I’ll make a May altar. And I’ll look for my rosary beads. For my Holy Mary I’ll grab the plastic one from the...

      St Godfric gets canonised three sheep and a sharp wind, behind which I feel involvement start to tug. Not at all like the song I composed halfway up Wear’s Bank. It’s happening too early, before I’m actually dead. This park bench and the beck’s...

      The purpose I’m six days late and this is known as a delinquent period. We’re amused by this if nothing else. The first thing you do after I say pregnancy out loud is sit on the loo and search sensory deprivation tank London. I see you typing as I...

      Ladybird, Ladybird After Paula Rego’s Nursery Rhymes You seem very far from home and who would after all choose a grit pocked pavement to languish on when they could be eating aphids in my overgrown garden? Mother Mary isn’t coming my way it seems...

      Her Funeral Clouds spit on the coffin, wring oily rags, splash a woman, her violin cased in sunken purple. I wade with the others through the mud clench, she’s beyond now, until the weight of her. My eyes hide behind dark. Damp pallbearers lower...

      Sonnet And did she break your heart? A woman asks, perhaps imagining A fallen chalice scattering Fragments about the tiles, only discovered Days later in corners underfoot. But there was no suddenness More a growing sense of doom A shrivelling of...