New Years, New Times

Necessary Work Types of Necessary Work: Getting up. Going to work. Eating breakfast; taking meds. Watching for my eye to mend. Watching as the candle burns. Letting go to say goodbye. Waiting. Letting a breeze into the room. More Types of Necessary Work: Devising shapes with pens and Filling lines. New fonts embossed on diaryContinue reading “New Years, New Times”

Having accomplished

There is that lull Where you can’t unhook from sinkhole hours lost to nothing with nothing to show for it. Having completed no task, cursory to dos eating, basics, coffees, two evening closes in and mad-desperate panic of IS THIS ALL YOU LEAVE? will be your watching gong of dervish disappointment. 17/05/2020 —With a bookContinue reading “Having accomplished”

Another correct map

From the tube station, exit left to the High Road. Pass the fruit and veg stand. They are already selling daffodils and the asparagus looks fresh. Turn up the High Road, cross, and cross, to where the bicycles stand. Stop. Turn ahead. Wait for a break In traffic. (I have seen people and cyclists hit.)Continue reading “Another correct map”

A correct map of 29 Columbine Road

would include the corner honeysuckle hedge and two houses with high walls. Not ours, at first. When did it change? A pink hibiscus in the corner bed is where the hiding-place might be. Two white-yellow oleanders each side of the gate, their seeping white sap not safe. The wet path, too, when it rains theContinue reading “A correct map of 29 Columbine Road”

Bump in the road

Normally reliable suffered a rare failure, taking over on the second day Before grinding to a halt. We’ve experienced an anomaly which made shutdown a precautionary measure. It brought a premature end. It’s crazy: The media and everything. When I was in high school, as part of an English literature exam we were given aContinue reading “Bump in the road”

Now

In a week, everything has changed. Now the sun is out, the sky is blue. The seasons have made a turn. — Today I am reminded of a much loved poem look – really look that was inspired by an evocative interview with an elderly gentleman about his balcony garden in the Barbican (London). The returnContinue reading “Now”

The good news is

The wet streets open for furtive foxes alleys for cats swaying branches for turtledoves coo-cooing in the rain. Fewer people will be out. 03/05/2020 — An apt poem from the back catalogue to follow a wet, May weekend. It felt like it rained for two days solid, but that is not true. I went outContinue reading “The good news is”

They’re purple but blue better rhymes

They’re purplebut blue better rhymes The hyacinths nosing uswith their blooming scent.Us – the other houseplants,the fridge, the drying linenon the clotheshorse,the competing scented candles.The bold blue hyacinthsexude regardlessand bloom out of their pot. 01/04/2018 — The fridge is humming this morning as I sit at my table and prepare this post. I woke beforeContinue reading “They’re purple but blue better rhymes”

Airtime will be of little use

What is it even all for? When the End Times come the airtime and savings will be of little use. Every day we lived cost someone something. At some times it was money that cost us. We paid our rent, our food, our taxes, clothes. The leasehold of our lives runs by not to beContinue reading “Airtime will be of little use”

RNINGTON Way Out

For your own safety Change here. The next station Will be exit only. You have a vital role to play, beds, sofas and furniture loafers. The station is Kentish Town. A Northern Line train terminating at High Barnet. 18/05/2018 — It feels like a lifetime ago that many of us who jostled through the LondonContinue reading “RNINGTON Way Out”