A message from the twenty-fourth century
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Tag: poems
You are what you eat?
(An old poem: from around 1999) Do you want to be a vegetable, or a pineapple chunk? Would you like…
Being Air Under Sky
Being Air Under Sky From the deep, enigma the source of the river springing, sparkling spreading its dream flowing, glowing…
No one reads poetry
No one reads poetry, except poets, English Literature undergraduates, and some academics. (though these are mostly the same people) No…
Shadows and Silhouettes
NOTE: This blog post is meant primarily as a personal record of something I did and the context in which…
Tools of the Trade
Some work in progress.
Blodyn – Legalise Poo
Here’s a painting from nearly 15 years ago – one of the first I did. It was painted on the…
in a shell
Myself is in a shell Myself is in a shell, Being hung up And that. I shed my shell, From…
Reporters in Time
from The Words in Me Reporters in Time It’s the beginning of the universe and I’m here – live It’s…
Hello Spring
Hello Spring it’s no good pretending, lurking, I can see you coming. You can’t help it, can you? It’s…