It should not be polished

Simply say I am here at this place doing this thing, though I am writing to you. Look – something I have observed. You could add I miss you much or I wish you were here, because – note something we could share. Maybe you could sign off Best, Fondest regards, or All my loveContinue reading “It should not be polished”

Night-Star of Sirius, Eastern Cape

With light that is brown between the toes and shines on the river banks, it twinkles in the sunlight. Star of Sirius, lapping Star of Sirius, life star, watery star carrying children over your tide swaying rushes embracing fish holding frogs Star of Sirius. Night-star of Sirius twinkling in the sunlight, carrying promise. Grahamstown, 2008Continue reading “Night-Star of Sirius, Eastern Cape”

PROFESSIONS

There are all these Tonys of the world: Italian, Greek, Portuguese, Lebanese, Eastern European, who own sewing-machine shops, grocery stores, corner cafés and sometimes sell insurance. Anthony, Antonin, Antonio and the more Teutonic, Anton. But Anton was the opera singer after he’d worked for a while on the railway. — Another poem for possible inclusionContinue reading “PROFESSIONS”

Winterreise

  We ate at Träumerei. Maybe I ordered a quiche And he had melted cheese. Forget this not, my heart: We lunched at Träumerei. There shining in brightness on the table –  a glass of water, four peppermints and the bill. 2012 — It is from this poem that my first volume derives its title.Continue reading “Winterreise”

1,000 Scientific Facts

A Thousand Scientific Facts about the sea Watch the mist-spray drift towards the dunes: A mother is out with her children. The daughter plays with the dog breaking foam And the little boy sits beside on a rock. There are bluebottles along the shore today; many cuttlefish shells; a dead penguin, his flippers laid outContinue reading “1,000 Scientific Facts”

Rooftop Thoughts

The Gullies (Covent Garden, London) I have a personal Thursday pleasure and it is to choose my PCF picture of the week over a strong black coffee. The ten I have chosen to date are a visual log of the last two months of my London journey. “The Gullies (Covent Garden, London)” is my pictureContinue reading “Rooftop Thoughts”

A 1,000 RAINBOWS, ROCKS AND PROCESS

On a rock amongst rocks When the last rays fire after which all will be still and ashed Here, on this rock I wish to stand to see the end of time. From here you face due South; face the end of the world, but between you and then blue-grey barrels roll toward the shoreContinue reading “A 1,000 RAINBOWS, ROCKS AND PROCESS”

POEMS FROM A MYSTICAL DECADE

Our twenties is a time filled with firsts. According to research it is the decade we remember most vividly. Many of us document our experiences, often with the intention of doing something with those journals and emails about our gap years and unrequited crushes. Writer Annwen Elizabeth Evans, now nearing 32, has done just thisContinue reading “POEMS FROM A MYSTICAL DECADE”

For the occasion of World Poetry Day, 2013

I was born of poetry on the underside where grey makes writing easier the printed side: too glossy. — I once read that those who buy poetry tend to be middle class, university educated women “of a certain age” (by this, the article implied over 50). Yet whenever I’ve been in Foyle’s on Charing CrossContinue reading “For the occasion of World Poetry Day, 2013”

In an English spring-time

to me there be daffodils, bluebells, crocuses, forget-me-not in this English spring-time rain cold from bluer sunlit skies showers occasional drop heavy hail bringing back snow, cold sunlight white yet in blue will bloom green to summer 2004, Cambridge — This poem features in my recently published (first) volume of poetry.  I write in myContinue reading “In an English spring-time”