Saturday, 28 July 2018

Thursday, 26 July 2018

second hand book

who’s dead fingers

turned these pages?

appear from the fog

(ekphrastic on ‘Fog, Hawkes Bay’ by Rita Angus)

Monday, 23 July 2018

beneath the headstone

Published (2019) Pulse scheduled 20 December

Sunday, 15 July 2018

a hanging
followed by a shooting...
new story unfolds

(ekphrastic on the film The Ballad of Lefty Brown)

Saturday, 14 July 2018

Sunday, 8 July 2018

letting go
the good toxopholite
knows when


knowing when
the good toxopholite
lets go
the keynote speaker
transforming bullshit
into airmiles
returning happy
from the summerhouse
gin glasses empty

Thursday, 5 July 2018

A deep smell

of late Autumn rain

worked its way in from the steet

This was a line of prose in a short story ‘Birthday girl’ in Desire by Haruki Mirakami which I thought worked well as a haiku.

glancing up a blue tit gone