IN
The above image is one of the photographs of Robert Reinhardt in the Trove archive. Like me, Robert visited churchyards and always had his camera with him. The photograph frames … Continue reading IN
Category: Poems
Poems, poets and poetry
Giotto Blue [Miss Christina Kay]
The above passage comes from ‘Like a Cat Loves a Bird’ by James Bailey. The background drawing was by my daughter when she was at Nursery School, made for her … Continue reading Giotto Blue [Miss Christina Kay]
focus on the unseen and the overlooked
Logie Churchyard, Wednesday evening.
Brocken
I have never seen a Brocken. Maybe, one day, I will get a chance. But my days of climbing hills are gone following an unexpected seizure in the mountains above … Continue reading Brocken
a televisual poem
A ‘televisual poem‘ that asks: can you remember what it is like to see the world from a child’s point of view? To play this televisual poem please click here … Continue reading a televisual poem
Priesthope
I have no religion, but I needed to find your grave, and to chalk a coloured heart on your now ruined home. Marion, there is love in hope. In remembering … Continue reading Priesthope
Glenburn
With Big Ted I visited yet another ruin! We passed Glenburn on the way, the past and the future, at once together. I met Sian at Glenburn [Woodend hospital], in … Continue reading Glenburn
PLAYFAIR
Temples are mausolea, mortality and beauty can live together. Boat o’Brig toll house. I was a mausoleum, You, the temple. Playfair temple at the end of that Douglas fir tree … Continue reading PLAYFAIR