Tag: poetry pantry

Diane’s garden

More than ever it began as a love of labour filling the gaping gap of a gardener a happenstance just then when I’d lost another kind of ardour “Please do what you can with it” she’d asked and left the struggling courtyard in hands…

2. Discovering the Footprints

How many signs does a doubtful seeker need to know? for sure the bull is there – right there foolproof footprints everywhere and just the one creature neither mislaid nor yet found on a roundabout route too tough to configure to the other side…

Write on number one

here at the coven of controversial virtues we are iconoclasts welcoming betrayal gone the old Grand Master, gender born gurus the silk prophetess handing wisdoms out to all a reversal of nothingness will altogether disappear far above board now and risen from beneath heads…