• Black Ice

    A flock of snowflakessettles on the pavementPage after page after pageshowdowns, wars, broken glassWhere days ago a stoneburst a bicycle…

  • Change

    I don’t need new thingsI need re-inventing whichMy sister deems impossible My friend saw her ex do.Reinvent: overnight / as…

  • Unhemmed

    The wren I pulled from the cat’s mouth last weekclipped wing, off-kilteris pecking a portly worm from a pot of…

  • Hands

    I do not know what it is you are mouldingthe light, the weight, the breadthlessness, the vice-scripts.Do show or tell…

  • Wilderness No More

    We retreat from the wilderness, leaving without leaving any part of us within, leaves dropping, raindrops huddling in a hollow.…

  • The world is full of Love

    The world is full of love Go harvest the apples, tend to the trees, learn how to mend a fence…

  • Embed

    A stitch in time    If I seek out small pebbles on the beach or watch out for rose petals…

  • The Swell

    Anita Alig

  • the Swell

    go slow into the swell: these slipways of love are rolling in, whitecaps, and the ground swells; brick walls brickle,…

  • Beach Poem – On the Seaweeds’ Scattering

    ‘On the Seaweed’s Scattering’ is a beach poem, a celebration of beauty and a reflection on everything and everyone having…