Anyone born anywhere near
my home town says it this way,
with an s on the end:
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: culture, homesickness, identity, repetend, Suzanne Cleary
Anyone born anywhere near
my home town says it this way,
with an s on the end:
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: culture, homesickness, identity, repetend, Suzanne Cleary
My compulsion is
to teach the birds to sing it,
to teach the fish to drink it…
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: Gloria Fuertes, imagery, love poetry, translation
High Hopes 1
The grass was greener
The light was brighter…
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: ageing, imagery, Pink Floyd, social commentary, song lyrics