I heard a rumour that Pandora moonlights
 
She wears sunglasses in the lounge
knives flexed and ready for battle

Torn

On one side– my heritage
on the other side­– their heritage
on both sides– carnage
everywhere– endless grief.

Woman in the water

I’m no Ophelia, that’s for sure crazy stuff is not my style,
no garland weeds around my head it’s spindrift foam not daisies.

The Ledger

In the left hand column
she writes
He’s married

In the evening trees become sad
I climbed on them like a metaphor

Six weeks after diagnosis
 
I stayed away out of respect for your daughters.
You followed the hearse with your father and the girls.
 
He couldn’t stay within the boundaries of himself.

Thought Experiment
 
The clock has lost all its numbers.
I wake inside an Einstein thought experiment,
where my bones defy gravity and get sucked
what some call “up.” I’ve only time to grab
from beside the bed where we’re sleeping
our copy of Rovelli’s ‘Reality Is Not What It Seems’

My List Poem of the All-Important
 
Trish,
Kindness,
A small family of wildflowers announcing themselves in an abandoned pot,
Morning sun warming barley fields at Castletown House Estate,
A grounded fledgling glaring defiance as I gently inquire of her health,

Not a found poem

But a purchased one –
To find Ewrop on a single cup
Despite the English on top –
Re use
duce
cycle
Birziklatu
Genbruge
Endurvinna