Saturday, 28 February 2015

Chapter 15

In between Mantel and McIlvanney
I'm trying to write a conversation
using my voice.

Friday, 20 February 2015

On my way to buy a morning paper #52

Click of gate ahead of me. 
Man emerges, three squat, fluffy dogs on Karma Chameleon leads (red, gold and green)
In his other hand, a mug of tea.

Friday, 6 February 2015

Grey beads on brown

Birds like beads on the ends of up-turned braids
scatter in an instant, circle and resettle
at the sound of some invisible alarm.