The killer whale that hit sharp at Leicester Square

It’s a little uncanny that my current writing and the archive posts are showing parallel topics. Last week the new poem inspired by music echoed the archive poem written during a jazz concert (six years ago!). This week, quite by coincidence, it’s work generated on London’s Underground. From this time last year, the archive yields another tube poem. “On the Way to

On the way to Westminster

A blast! A work of genius! Was the killer whale that hit sharp at Leicester Square. It swam in from Morden via Bank trawling on the High Street with all the hours in the world provide daffodils at 80p/bunch and such sensational warming relief. 6/6/2013 — A poem for you on this sunny Thursday morning.