If I hadn’t written that poem

‘The world is never the same once a [good] poem has been added to it’. Dylan Thomas If I hadn’t looked up to search the heavens, would my soul ever have been soothed? I waited patiently for shooting stars to zip across the deepest, darkest winter sky – but the clouds were dense, obscured the […]

What if…

words gradually disappeared erased from the paper of memory the sun and moon lost their shine flowers their scent there was no taste of honey there were no colours no abstract noun for the feeling I get when you smile at me there was no name to call out from the depths of a night- […]

What if…

I play chicken with Jupiter I might end up suspended in the teeth of a howling gale anchored legs straight arms stretched leaning into cosmic wind dodging lightning flashes among ammonia clouds my hands clamped over my ears at each rumble of thunder we might even play hoopla with Jupiter’s gossamer ring Kim M. Russell, […]