Notre Dame de Paris
PoetryNotre Dame has risen from the ashes, her towers re-opening to the public just last month, September 2025. A jewel […]
Notre Dame de Paris Read Post »
Notre Dame has risen from the ashes, her towers re-opening to the public just last month, September 2025. A jewel […]
Notre Dame de Paris Read Post »
Beneath this cloud-spread sky you sing head high for some lost mate, or for the joy to thrive through storms, and glide through orchards ripe with apples, cherries, berries, pears and leaves all dappled with the shy sun’s rays…
Song Thrush, Normandy Read Post »
Don’t forget the dusky red garnet, the ephemeral flicker of yellow pyrite, the flash of silver as the water recedes…
Robin, as you sing your red breast swells
between the frosty branches in this wintry glow.
You cock your head and listen to the bells
They’re shooting pigeons up in the air
shooting wild boar berserk in the woods,
they sway in the corn with their rifles loaded
aim with the warm red wine in their veins
shoot their leader in the foot
shoot their neighbour on the shins
…
October : The Hunt Read Post »
(illustration by French artist Christine Chamson)
He came washed up, limbs wavering
shells caught in the net of his Sargasso hair
the glint of the sea lodged in his eye
the roar of its jubilance caged in his ear.
His mouth was a cavern of wo…
He asked to be forgiven
clutched his head with worn-out fingers
clean white nails filed evenly
moon-shaped….
There was a little girl who wore oak leaves in her hair red berries round her milk-white neck, and a