Thursday, 5 August 2021


grandfather and grandson

compare notes 

all night in wales 

the seams beneath our feet

are filling with tears


opening and closing 

ancient doors

rifleman’s row

living in the houses

of the dead

living history

in balaclava street


walking sideways

in bosherton’s lily ponds

freshwater crabs 

swansea’s mirage

drinking with the dead poets

in the kardohma 

dreams of empire

all the red in the atlas

fading away


around every corner


blue pool

half the depth 

of my trepidation 

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