Friday, 30 December 2016

The Skate

To celebrate the end of days
I paste strips of papier maché
across my face and soon have
a mould-cum-mask which after
an hour I peel off and leave to dry
beside the skate on the table
before painting it pasty pink
then adding hair even greyer
than actuality as a parody
of my own accursèd selfie
and then I prop up the skate
with its nervous smile and tail
in its lap like it’s wringing
its hands but I find no evidence
of a mermaid’s purse to which
my mask was really an offering.

Saturday, 17 December 2016

a day lost to mist
outside the cemetery
the florist's pots

Wednesday, 14 December 2016

singing as he cycles downhill the man in the moon

Tuesday, 13 December 2016

My poetry collection

I'm very happy to say that my first full poetry collection, entitled The Evening Entertainment, will be published by Eyewear Publishing next year.

It will only have taken me 30 years - my first published poem was in Poetry Ireland Review in 1987, when I was at uni. Still, no-one can accuse me of a lack of persistence . . .

Saturday, 3 December 2016

Haibun Today

I have another haibun over at Haibun Today.

Friday, 2 December 2016

around and down
the deodar cedar:
headfirst squirrels

Thursday, 1 December 2016

frosty holly
a rummage of woodpigeons
within the ivy