Tag: city

Funambulists*

Carrie has given us this high walking girl to rouse our Sunday Muse

Pearly gates

An erasure poem of my own drafts – Charley (Life in Portofino) calls his drafts sleeping alligators – so with a nod to his wordsmithing, this category is called ‘crocks on the rocks’

Nightscape

Say ‘night-life’ and picture where the wild things hunt along surreptitious byways or flip a coin and scan a panoramic London vibe the gatherings that drink and chink in luminous offices so much laughter, so many jostling for position cramped as cranes alongside their glass-eyed constructs they blink and sniff red-nosed at the skyline where helicopters probe like city raptors riverboats become bars and bars swim… Continue Reading “Nightscape”