
Your correspondence
Shapes a response within me
It's as if you're here
~
CLP 03/06/2023
Liberty, Equality, Humanity
Your correspondence
Shapes a response within me
It's as if you're here
~
CLP 03/06/2023
it's crept up on us
separation stretches to
another Moonrise
~
n.b. That’s enough now.
CLP 03/06/2023
a street name conjures
images of smiles, blue eyes
warmth of your presence
~
CLP 01/06/2023
we both see the Moon
watch the Evening Star descend
wish on shooting stars
–
n.b. Kilometres dissolve.
CLP 31/05/2023
Life twenty or so floors up
Must have some angles not appreciated
By those habituated at ground level
Like watching the crescent Moon sink
towards the ground floor
Does it ever feel as if the Moon lies
Beneath you, for example?
~
n.b. The Moon, devoid of life, full of magic and mystery. Talk me through that one.
CLP 22/05/2023
Rough old seaside town
When not putting on a front
Can be quite charming
~
n.b. Brighton, if you were asking. Yes, I know it is a city now, but not when I first knew it.
CLP 16/05/2023
on empty platform
I coulda, woulda, shoulda
your train long departed
~
n.b. When’s the last train?
CLP 11/05/2023
twenty-five years for
Vladimir Kara-Murza
for calling out war
~
n.b. Mr Kara-Murza stayed in Russia to inform Russians about the invasion of Ukraine under the orders of Moscow. Sentenced to twenty-five years for being critical of Russia’s leadership, an exemplary sentence has been imposed.
As a holder of Russian and British citizenships, it is thought he may be used as a hostage to extract some concessions from London, or to negotiate release of Russians, or pro-Russian individuals captured for espionage in the west.
Meanwhile, day 419 of the war is passing and Ukrainians fighting for independence from Russia are still being slaughtered.
~
CLP 18/04/2023
three a.m. again
memories of you flood back
vixen barks in street
~
CLP 01/04/2023
westerly pulling at loose coat hoods
white horses whispering of rain
turnstones picking through kelp
gulls laughing from beachfront roofs
wet sand slowly filling in footprints
faint moon fading in morning azure
Venus sinking with all our hopes
~
CLP 30/03/2023