Just like Eve - by
I could have brought you
/ whisky to warm you on winter nights,
/ poems full of words to fill your silences
/
/ I could…
giving
Cracking the Code - by
When we feed nuts
/ to the squirrel
/ at our back door
/ he seems remarkably clever
/ to come back for more.
/ Yet if, after day one,
/ he…
My Grandmother’s Houses - by
1
/ She is on the second floor of a tenement.
/ From her front room window you see the cemetery.
/
/ Her bedroom is my…
Meeting at the Mobile Library Van - by
chopping the beets with onions and Bramleys
adding sugar, spice, and vinegar
and slowly simmering them together.
The gift - by
Sometimes the recompense arrives
/ so far ahead of what you’ll give
/ that you will fail to recognise
/ the reciprocity, the love
/
/ that circles…