It is a great palindromic phantasy, an ouroboros eating ouroboroses endlessly in a firmament of nothing, and stars. It is the turning of aeons around the great precipice of supermassive black holes…...
Listen back, further and further Don’t you smell the fire And hear the whoops of the hunt? Further now, your tendon straining the humidity, a vast expanse of green a flash intimation of rumbling...
There’s an odd word in Welsh, Hiraeth, that means missing someone you’ve never met It’s funny how often I feel it when I think of you fingers lightly brushing the leaves of overg…...
We build a wall to keep out a thousand armies The same wall keeps two friends apart Two lovers fingertips cry out for joining And see, Only stone What safety is worth this distance? Listen to the l…...
It seems that over the last two to three years, there has been an increasing focus on partisan politics and the presence of identity in the public sphere. The ways in which we make sense of the wo...
Magpies burble outside frosty windows. Autumn sidles into view. I dreamed many things. Awakening is sharp on the spirit. All the old heroes are dead and buried and pushing up wilting flowers, soot-…...