Wednesday, 1 July 2015

blanket heat
on a wisp of a wind
the smell of timber

Tuesday, 30 June 2015

with forearms as brown
as the wood of his fiddle:
the midday busker

Sunday, 28 June 2015


Like the storm in Marnie
the smallish tomatoes 
I'm chopping into quarters
without much precision
blaze with redness,

the Venetian red of Brighton Pierrots 
glimpsed side-on at dusk 
before a crowd of empty deckchairs
as the gas-choked stalemate 
became entrenched across the Channel;

or of the coat of one of many Middlesexians 
drenched by lashing, diagonal rain 
while waiting for hours 
for Miss Earhart's Arrival 
at Hanworth Air Park in 1932,

the year of conception of my parents, 
who went on to grow such pungent tomatoes 
and place them to ripen 
along the length of the windowsill 
behind the kitchen sink.
summer rain
a young woman splays
her flip-flopped toes

Saturday, 27 June 2015

terns dip in and out
of the Thamesside marina
midsummer heatwave

Thursday, 25 June 2015

over the pile
of spare agendas:
a clambering ant

Wednesday, 24 June 2015

Midsummer's Day
the coxless four
ease back their speed

Monday, 22 June 2015

summer solstice
the nurseryman adjusts
his broad straw hat

Friday, 19 June 2015

Friday sunshine
my scoot towards work
preceded by swifts

Thursday, 18 June 2015

scissoring low
across the lagoon:
swallow after swallow

Tuesday, 16 June 2015

Peace Pagoda
a greylag potters
along the tideway

Sunday, 14 June 2015

pop-up garden:
in each lupin leaf cluster,
a teaspoonful of rain
over flaked paint
on the white window ledge:
a blackbird's tread

Saturday, 13 June 2015

cloudy morning run:
my metronomic footfall
sets off a yaffle