Monday 29 February 2016

Dry Landscape - 2015











Journey north in a late, late summer;
Try to tell if change in the air 
Has seeped into the ground.

Water, buildings, shanty sheds, 
Seen from the roadway,
Seem otherwise the same,
Reflecting a slate sky.

Sunday 28 February 2016

Linear















Rising sap.

Liquid iterations of soil
Upwardly mobile
Defy gravity.

In phloem and xylem
The line from earth to heaven
Is drawn.

Other lines
Cross the horizon
A line itself
Contorted by landscape
Placated by sky.

Secret Agent



















Phone is ringing.
Again.

A voice whispers in my ear
And I know already
What I am about to say.

Welcome…

The outside sun is only rising
On a day like today
Because dense cloud has parted
And red sky warns of rain to come,
Warning us all who sell the benefits
Of different clothes, or better weather.

Thursday 18 February 2016

Dialects of Human















In Babylon, the works of men,
Hands crabbing in the dirt,
Raise edifices to the sky.