Spring returns

“In an English Spring-Time” is often well received at readings. Last month I made a visit to Cambridge with a friend. (No, not the same person of the poem.) At my request we sought out the shop that sells the amazing Chelsea buns. I now have the establishment’s name. It is Fitzbillies. Their buns areContinue reading “Spring returns”

Operations Meeting, El Dorado

This project allows us a ruler with a bit more flexibility. We are looking for a firm footing with a ruler, fully naked. This will provide a clear way forward – stripped of all his clothing. From January this year, thanks to Johnathan, the ruler has been on a raft. We have been able toContinue reading “Operations Meeting, El Dorado”

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”