I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

These poems are works in progress and may be updated without notice. Nevertheless copyright applies to all writings here and all photos (which are either my own or used with permission). Thank you for your comments. I read and appreciate them all, and reply here to specific points that seem to need it — or as I have the leisure. Otherwise I reciprocate by reading and commenting on your blog posts as much as possible.

1 July 2011

Late sun: tanka for June 2011

like dragons
in the night sky
and at dawn

like angels
on bright blue
and in moonlight


late sun
on the silver river
red sky
how quickly dark falls


wake in the morning
open the bed
turn down the curtains
switch on the cats
feed the computer ...

(Recycled last verse of an old poem that otherwise didn’t work.)

13/4/08 – 18/6/11

Winter Solstice tanka

at Solstice 
my sister witch
wanders outside
waters my herbs

at Solstice
we eat muffins
talk Tarot
no formal rite
simple sharing

at Solstice
we send our thoughts
to a friend
in her garden
lighting her fire


winter sunshine
ripens the tomatoes
to profusion
as if growing wild
I need do nothing


late night
I remember
old ghosts
some of them dead
some still living


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