This says it all Evidently Covid Town. Tho’ Michael Rosen has much good stuff to say too.
inspiration/fairy dust (poem)
in the old days we
folded
folios out of fairy wingssometimes we
inscribed
sonnets in selkies’ salttearswhen ideas struck we
wound
imps like carbon paper
round
our typewriters’ platensnow digitilated we
prick out
pixielated twinkles on our tablets
Very silly, I’m afraid.
Riddle 2018
windhover without feathered wing
bumblebuzzer without any sting
I have no bones nor mammal flesh
no armour forged of chitin meshuntethered at a mute command
I stoop into my master’s handnor bird nor bat nor worker bee
Look up! and say what I mote be
27/08/2018
Untitled
In the fields the poppies bloom and blow
Talking of Michelangelo.
September 2017 (haiku)
Bronzed birds’ rust-creak flight
Down sunset river spreads Fall
Far as wild swans wing.
