Poems
I EMAIL, THEREFORE I AM
Still connected
To a world
Beyond
THROUGH THE EYE OF A NEEDLE
In form unfolding
The open heart becomes
An all-embracing
Eye
PIECE FOR A STORM-TOSSED HEART
Caught in the stillness of an early evening dusk I stand on a fortress wall.
Below, the gentle water laps at stones
And wooden carcasses of former boats.
CANDLELIGHT
Candlelight
Flickers
The children
Sleep.
FROM NOW
Till now
Only at the centre of the moist rich earth Have I known my true home
For the earth is dark and secret
And deeply understood
KEEPING IN TOUCH
If at this very moment
The tips of my fingers could Gently touch
Your cheeks just near your eyes
REFLECTIONS ON ALDEBURGH BEACH
I have travelled all over the world
And yet have barely moved.
Still the child seeking approval
Drawn by the urge to reconnect
BEING THE WIND
Warming or cooling
Making things rustle, move, sway
And sometimes
Break
ASHES
Ashes
Buried deep
In the
Generous
Terracotta Pot
With Ganesh (Remover of obstacles) Standing guard
Quietly
FRAGMENTS FROM A HOLIDAY IN ITALY (1982)
Fragment one:
The fifth Citta del’Arte in three days
Heads buried in guidebooks
My companions have scurried…