Another anniversary. Another poem.
Eighteen Even now, it's as if no time at all has gone. But [...]
Eighteen Even now, it's as if no time at all has gone. But [...]
Burns night hope, 2021 Oh my hope is like a new green shoot that's [...]
For Christmas 2019 and 2020 (and the rest) Last Christmas gave us a fright, lines [...]
these clean flannelette sheets smell like the cupboard in which they sat through the warm [...]
life with chronic fatigue I swam to move the muscles: still, the flame raged. I soaked to [...]
for Dad I cry with Fatigue, and I am crying for you I cry, inflamed muscles aching, I [...]
A lament for Australia Summer 2020 Where do we begin with this great wall of fire or that [...]