Golf Behind Trees   An elegant course is exposed by newly opened air. There used to be a thick hedge, armed with …

        On the margin   On the margin of existence on the deep-sea floor between chimneys of boiling water and venting carbon where …

image © Dirk Skiba         Sonnet for the British-Born   And suddenly, new language: ‘British-Born’, for kids who grew up on terraces in …

        Arachnid: Flight After Deluge   The waters have risen; the signal has sounded in our skeletons of minimal composition. An instinct of …

        In an Orchard   Shall we drink a while and think of Eden, As in an orchard filled with waspy windfalls Children …

        The Village that Vanished   All the bitter day waves smash into Smugglers’ Cove and Byer’s Hole. The sky has failed to …

        Six Months Away   (After Robert Lowell)   Discharged as ‘homeless’, then to a room that felt wilfully hostile (lurid curtains and …

        My father believes in Triclavianism   Inner parts of a grinder, Dead batteries, bulbs, Steel tub of a washer, A few metal …

        Last   In the religion of my dad one story is that a temple lamp lasts not forever but just a little …