These Lives I Have Buried
Four Winds Press – 2004
‘Once, the fear gripped me in the bank manager’s office while I was putting a case for why he should extend the firm’s overdraft. I said I needed to go to the toilet, and rushed out of the bank to a nearby pub. I downed five double vodkas as quick as you could say “Jack Robinson”, and went back to the bank. I got the loan. Large doses of alcohol dowsed the fear, but I couldn’t live constantly drunk.’
thewayofit
Black Robin – 1988
shifting points
look see
here it is
what’s
to happen
now that’s
forgotten
Black Robin – 1988
On the Line
Voice Press – 1985
upagainstit
Voice Press – 1983
letter from holloway road
the evenings are drawing out
movement is more pronounced
late sun makes an eye sparkle
a lip slips across foliage
currency is exchanged
at gateways
light wet tongues…
even the silent are articulate