Queen of the North

Cherry

Queen of the North

A Goddess?

Baby Finding

Baby Finding Under dripping Gunnera Mantica shivering with cold at the end of the garden by the compost she squats like a frog baby or sits silently on smudged waste ground

Waiting in Tunguska

He is waiting in Tunguska barkless trees are black and white dominoes flicked over in curving arcs and the dark snows hair is fisted flat punched into the landscape
Poem of the week

Growing Feathers

Growing Feathers I'd like to grow feathers as long as houses on wings as wide as a bus great cushion hands instead of claws for holding and scooping children and there would be golden sunset
Gold cherry

Gingerly

Ones parents get old