Tuesday, May 29, 2018

Seven litres of blood lost during the operation, which the surgeon declared a success even though, in his words, "Things got a bit rocky." Transfusions, a couple of days in Intensive Care, and then down onto the ward, one kidney and its 13cm tumour lighter. A huge cut-line and staples all across my front.

having returned

to the world 

I keep staring at 

the back of my hand 


Thursday, May 10, 2018

Barely able to cross the room. Barely able to climb the stairs. Having to rest while the hell in my lower back subsides. Legs first aflame and then jelly. The tumour, undeniably, making its presence felt.

no longer able 

to make molehills 

out of mountains 


one moment

a robin on the beak

of a stone goose


swirl of plum blossom

questions not as simple

as once they were

like, hi

how are you?



first sun / the bee

lets go and the daisy

springs back up



we stare at each other

the squirrel & I

and then one of us

climbs a tree