Waitrose produced a cheese-stick from Morrison’s ham and cheese Banana Republic eats chippings of biltong Tesco cries “I got Twix” and holds up a packet of Walkers H+M forks leftover chicken (à la King) from a Tupperware M & S is eating pre-sliced apples from a palm-sized packet Tesco is now eating a carrot stickContinue reading “Packed Lunches”
In the window is from Senegal, and beautifully put together: the bird. The artist, with the help of sticks and other flotsam, beautifully put together the bird. The artist has been washed ashore with other birds beautifully put together with the help of sticks. They make beautifully put together birds from the window, these sticksContinue reading “Recycled”
toes ran free from socks shins bared their flanks shoulders undressed their cheeks to receive warmth’s kisses Swans passed on their water-fed passage. Yes, nodded heads in the flowerbeds, this is summer sunshine in Regent’s Park. 13 – 14 July, 2013 — Enjoy the blissful summer weather, if you’re circa London-towne. Drink water; wear aContinue reading “29°C”
Pakistan’s Gold, a poem about a mango’s journey, explores the relay of fruit exports that brings the taste of summer from one place to the ingesting of summer in another. Twenty Auspicious Cranes, presents very plainly two experiences of coincidence, captured and formulated as wonders and then taken for signs.
Pakistan’s Gold A loose Pindaric* ode to a delicious mango As still-hard flesh, this baton passes blushed apricots, green-skinned Hasses,** to triumph in a grocer’s tier. Event two in a domestic Mount Olympus: here ripens the sweet-juiced summer discus. — My 87-year-old landlady swears by the small, golden-skinned Pakistani mangoes that are imported each summer.Continue reading “Ode to a Golden Mango (Pindaric Style)”