On the first day of Christmas my new love gave to mea lift to the station, on oat milk skinny latte,a text with smiley faces, and, as I seemed likethe kind of bird who wouldn’t mind, one bird – to mind –for the night. On the second day of Christmas my new...
Rene Robert, a Swiss photographer famous for his images of Spanish flamenco stars, died in January 2022, in Paris, after a fall. Nine hours.Not stripped, robbed, beaten this time. Not leftat the side of the road that runsfrom Jerusalem to Jericho.Left for dead. Not...
We meet by chancein the health food shop,gannets gathering around the lastof today’s bread delivery. The talk, of course,is all about the weather,this heat we still find alien,and the unexpected benison of a summer shower.‘Come into the garden, Mark,’she says she...
He’s a man now; doesn’t kick or pass,dribble or play a ball any more,toe to foot to knee to head, his loveof the game faded away. Thought it would last always, thought the yearsof sunlight and wellness would last too,restless infant gone, substitutedby a gilded child...
Darkness over ripe Welsh meadows,las vegas, fretted by strings of fairy lights, solar, blue,along May hedges, elder-greening, blossom-bursting, by cigarette glow, by crackling and hissing of logs from the firepit –where folks huddle warmed by blankets, chat,...
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