January Fragments January Bleak month Why do you torment the year With your narrow thoughts You are alone as few follow you January (Veils) You have never removed your final veil As your sisters have I know what lies beneath your modesty It is not a mystery Even the most rigid of months Desires my […]

We are so lucky to live here From the Margate light To the desert at Dungeness We are the privileged ones This must be God’s favourite garden     Found written in pencil on the back of The Pilgrims Map of Kent

Anna For some reason I have always liked nuns I feel a sense of peace when I am near them and therein lies a short tale About twenty years ago I found myself at Chippenham Railway Station in Wiltshire and noticed a tiny aged nun struggling badly with a huge suitcase I immediately offered her […]

Phillip gave me the Emmanuelle chair I placed it next to the large window Which has views to the sea For a while each morning I sit in this chair And watch the sun rise above the horizon It is always different no matter the season I often photograph the event and send it to […]

come here Kitt E Katt come over here to me we will use this blind alley way as it is a short cut towards the sea

From my window I can see the fast trains leaving the city I often watch these trains when I am not commuting myself That is why I like working from home as I can relax In front of the keyboard and enjoy my cornflakes all day Many of us would like to work from home […]

Those who create their own worlds Are generally the poets Who said that Anna Andrei Tarkovsky I believe Do you consider this to be true In a way yes as a good poet reveals things That are otherwise invisible That is what makes poetry so interesting  

Today you are wearing A yellow summer dress On the palm beach It touches your delicate feet Which are naked in the fine sand  

I was in Iceland recently looking at a frozen lake The day was fading but the horizon was quite clear The ice in front of me was deepening in its blue colour   To be truthful I knew everything and nothing As in thirty minutes it would have been pitch dark And I would not […]

I have been to this country but have never seen its beauty. Was I born blind? No I can see as well as the next fellow. You see, my parents were in India when my mother became heavy with child. And for a number of months I was carried around reading Tagore to pass the […]