Tuesday, March 27, 2018


it's who you are

on the inside that counts

. . . MRI . . .

 

Sunday, March 25, 2018


& the ignored

places of the body

bloom celandines




24th March '18
  

spring equinox

topping up

Shrodinger's mower



21st March '18
  

after the diagnosis

i find myself

planting snowdrops



5th March '18
   

at the piazza

she clears the snow

from around each

tiny red flower



3rd March '18
   

follow the arrows

in snow the everywhichway

of pigeon tracks



3rd March '18
   

fresh snow . . .

another unmarked page

in the gardener's

work diary



28th Feb '18
  

whatever

her daylight worries

a little chuckle

in her sleep



27th Feb '18
  

our flat whites

among the squabbling geese

a swan glides


26th Feb '18

overnight, in a straight line diagonally across a board,

three small white petals have fallen to the floor


26th Feb '18 

again she

doesn't recognize me

it's the hat


25th Feb '18 

clay

enough

to

make

95

birds


23rd Feb '18