soup

she warms
her fingers on the bowl

and the steam
from the soup
warms her face as well

"Throughout my life, especially as I have grown older and perhaps saner than I was, I have become more and more convinced that the one good enterprise we are all charged with, the one really vital adventure that living offers us, is to learn to unpick the fabric of the false worldview we have been given and so to become wilder and more true to ourselves and to the world as it really is, and not as our parents and teachers and self-appointed leaders would have it seem.  To become ungovernable, as it were."
                                                                                                                                 John Burnside

a weekend of white
and flavorless food

cauliflower
and honey
comb tripe

Looking at the still life I am not looking at the still life

amaranth, a crock of shite

I stand in the sun
with the sun on my face;
invisible, a monolith,
a poet.

bedbed

pencil clip

Click here to listen to me reading one of my poems accompanied and mixed by Bruce Sherfield.

Bruce is the frontman of The Sophia Lorenians who will be launching their new album on February 26th at the Nouveau Casino.

hake and macadam

Printemps des Poètes

As part of the Printemps des Poètes I will be reading at Le Bal (6 Impasse de la Défense, 75018 Paris) on Friday March 22nd at 20:30.

More details to follow but in the meantime do stop by the gallery to see their current exhibition of Antoine d'Agata's photos.