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Ballast

I’m packing up my possessions at the moment, thinning down, taking apart this home of the last few years in preparation for moving to Wales. It’s a powerful thing. This Winter, I was contemplating becoming a monk, giving into that renunciate urge. Now it seems I’ll play in this ’secular’ world for a while longer [...]

March 22nd, 2010 | Tags: , , , | Category: Poetry | 10 comments

Ivan and the Black Finch

Dark night. Wild wood. The moon howls. Gorse grasps, branch cuts, brier tears. You run and you run and you run. The ground is broken and betrays your feet. Ice grips, frost crackles. But this is not the night of beauty. You are lost. Crows cackle in the dark — this is their midnight. The [...]

July 8th, 2008 | Tags: , , , , | Category: Prose | 2 comments

Love’s Fury

I will chase your ghost through the garden,
Through all the gardens,
Through scenery that collapses and assembles
In an endless variety of illusions.
I will hound your deathly footsteps;
I will be the one constantly laying
Primroses,
Snowdrops,
Cowslips under your feet.

You want to haunt the kingdom of the Dead;
I will haunt you:
I will be the ghost to your ghost
Wherever you go.
All [...]

May 13th, 2008 | Tags: , , , , | Category: Poetry | One comment

Persephone

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She wanted to know how the ‘in’ felt;
so familiar with the ‘out’
that a glass wall of her own making
hedged the air around her.

She wanted to feel the warmth of ‘kin’
but did not know the words
for ‘hearth’ or ‘kith’ or even ‘aah’
spoken in the golden fireside.

She looked through the window
and saw Baba Yaga & dangerous bears
where [...]

April 16th, 2008 | Tags: , , , , , | Category: Poetry | 2 comments