To walk along the street, past the boarded-up chemist as we didto realise the kids are jostling pastasking are you a man or a woman as they didto bollock them for impertinence as she did to watch as I didto know I could never handle it as well as […]
for the third time we shut him outand he stood for a moment clutchinghis beads in the rectangular windowof the hospice door – The line betweencomedy and grief really is that thin –someone knew there wasn’t timefor another rosary because suddenlywe’re watching the life tip gentlyout of her like water from a cupand we […]
If only I could hear the soundtrack. Anyone / in this business knows that nothing good comes / after an embrace like that.
And the sky opens out above all the glass / inaccessible VIP pathways. / How did we get here like this?
For the times aheadwhen we will be as if at either endof the long bench where distance keptis love’s measure and death dancesthe space between when words aloneare not enough and queued memories reach out to touch let longing be a storeof nut and seed that grows each day in strange hibernation readying for its […]
The stones face each other
in rows like booth-style
compartments in old trains.
from which the grieving
can dial the numbers
of their lost ones and speak
to the listening dead.
what a moment
it is to die
Love, forget me when I’m gone,When the tree is overthrown,Let its place be digg’d and sownO’er with grass ;—when that is grown,The very place shall be unknown,So court I oblivion.So I charge thee, by our love,Love, forget me when I’m gone. Love of him that lies in clayOnly maketh life forlorn—Clouding o’er the new-born dayWith […]
a’ ruighinn doras gealltanach
’s a’ fosgladh ri briseadh-dùil.
Needles plunge. Consultants come and go.
Today, leukocytes are easy to locate;
tomorrow, next year, they may sink below.
Listen, back in ‘74
I shot a crow with such force
its body cannoned into its partner,
dropped the pair from the sky.
