Crossing Places At the crossing places when the river is still and ghosts untangle themselves from the trees you can...
What if fruit got left out too long …….for love of course but better? And what if cabbage was put...
The vocabulary of whisper begins with fog over the river, a white break in the cloud cover, the great mastiffs,...
‘Tick-tock, tick-tock’ goes the clock in the bedroom he shares with no-one. He sees that it is time to rise...
Diviners A child, I followed him around the field, held a wish-bone between my fingers. And when he paused and...
A Thin Place If you walk in a straight line across the beach from the footpath which runs between blue...
Lisbon Wake to the bustle smell cinnamon – sound of an accordion played by a woman with sewn eyes; Square...
Boluisce I root my fingers, burying them back and down. A twist into black, acidic soil, deeper than anything man-made....
Rite of Passage In Bali, it’s the filing of the canines to limit boys’ wild adolescence. Among Cameroon’s Baka Pygmies...
The Truth about Cows I’ve heard a lot of bad stuff about cows; about how these murderous brutes are hell...
Dark turf The breeze stirred ferns on the high bank. I watched you drop down the layers of Cloneen bog, then...
Alabama April If you reenact the last painful moment I’ll love you harder than a civil war drama on a...