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June 24, 2019
When Pigs Can Fly
one day when pigs can fly we’ll be at peace with males
ancients who deny we are equal to them
assume we are weaklings
flimsy and frail men who
rap stale sexist jokes/with stings in the...
March 22, 2019
anchor him to his sour bed.
Outside, rainfall makes laundry
impractical to contemplate.
Once, he recalls, vigour flushed his limbs,
his groin, his heart. Now,
memories mock his jaundiced skin.
In cut-crystal glass, Glenfiddich
slops and doesn’t get the...
August 31, 2018
The winter sun echoes braziers,
farewell flares setting low down
before teatime’s strawberry jam
is spread on buttered toast.
Lanterns (August 1982)
I remember gentle ripples
then strong waves
carried our paper lanterns –
translucent orange, made with care,