Polyphemus
There were good Cyclopes, and had this particular Cyclops not turned mean after decades of living alone in the…
Pictish Beast
There is a beast swimming in the belly of the earth, crouched in the salt-water of waiting. It slithered…
Response to Finding a Fossil at Writhlington Coal Batches
A Fossil (a Fern) on Writhlington Batches Re-Take (Pt.II) Time not as we know it but another time quite skilled…
In the Corridor & other poems
In the Fall “You’re not going in there – ?” I turned but there was no passage on waking.…
The Last Hangman
An Extract. His signature trick was to light a cheroot, and to leave it In the condemned cell’s ashtray…
Masterplan
I will not travel tonight. Toward dawn a star In Andromeda will abruptly Die, but the world and his…
A Roman Tombstone at Annaba
My name was – What does it matter? – Paulus Silentiarius It would happen so easily. The harassed mason, busy…
Watching RAF Bombers
By Grasmere mountains, patched like camouflage, Tornados fly in glamorous great-paced dressage, Their pilots like augmented spirits, one With banking…
To Wine by Jorge Luis Borges
In Homer’s bronze resplendence, your name was seen to shine, you who make glad the heart of man, you dark…
Your Father in Slad Valley
Slad has beguiled generations of men and women to fall on muddy knees and play cider-games under broken hay carts.…
Footprints in the Snow
My mother used to say when a Robin hops into your house It does so as an omen forewarning coming…
The Coldest Winter
Fatherbird perched on the country’s frozen edge. England! Bridlington Bay – He glanced from side to side and the wind…
The Rhyme of the Reddleman’s Daughter (V-VII)
Part V But in the far off distance I saw a whirling wind; far out on the horizon, I saw…
Wishing Tree at the Dargah of Hazrat Moosa Suhaag
To Heba Ahmed for the story Many wishful bellies Offer their bangles, Green, not with envy But melancholy, Of childless…
The Ideal Conditions for Reading this Poem
You’ll be sitting in a bar that used to be a brothel or at least that markets itself as such…
Mocking Gods
Lost in the library of Alexandria, proof Selene the moon goddess mocked Apollo her sun god twin, each mocking the…
Spare Room
Trees scratch at the panes with bony branches Tap away time, and its second chances. Strange. This bed is disused,…
One Night Only
Too few saw you in your last theatre role, the affected hero of La Forêt mouillée, Victor Hugo’s seldom-performed verse…
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