The Making of Small

Ants, acorns, daisies, all the tiny things that we tend to overlook or take for granted, yet they make up the details of our beautiful world …

THE MAKING OF SMALL

I hold a pebble                      
in my hand

curve fingers
round smoothness

smell the salt
crusted on it

follow the line
of white in grey

like a wave
cresting the beach

know eons erased
the corners and crags

of how God made
this small beauty

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9781771333054_FC</ a>’A Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art.
From Inanna Publications, 2016.

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Self Portrait as Thursday

Somehow Thursday never seems to be an important day in the week: in The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams, Arthur Dent says: “This must be Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays”. I’m not sure that I can either as I was born on a Thursday and have, according to the nursery rhyme, ‘far to go’…

SELF-PORTRAIT AS THURSDAY

the day that lisps
towards week’s end

trails behind Wednesday                                   
with my face solemn

as we go around
the world in seconds

with thunder rolling
out behind Thor

who came out of Jupiter
on Juno’s wrong side

and left me spinning
out into space

sketch by E.E. Houghton

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Frame and the McGuireNEW! Frame and The McGuire – ‘… a gentle yet striking novel about the way our perception influences our judgement of others.’ Amy Mathers. For ages 8-13 … published by Tradewind Books available on Amazon or your local bookstore.

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On the Beach

This month was renamed in 8 BC in honour of Augustus Ceasar as it was the month of several of his greatest triumphs. There are other interesting oddities about this month: first week, from 1st to 7th, is International Clown Week, while August 8th is Happiness Happens Day. And August 13, the 3rd Saturday, is International Lefthanders Day which I mention in honour of at least one of my cousins. Meanwhile, I relax on the beach …

ON THE BEACH

his spade digs in
casually  for his gaze                             
is fixed on rise and fall
crash and withdrawal
of waves

his shadow rests
on sand   follows
the undirected hand
as it lifts and drops
into gleaming flat
wet sand

his hair flies
out in feathery wings
about his head
while blue eyes remain
focused on the heave
of waves

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my scans - after 18 112 cover To Bethlehem: ‘This little book is delightful, full of … poems on this timeless subject. … the most fun is the little prose vignettes of the common people in the Christ-child story. The slave who looks after the wise men’s camels, or the overworked maid at the inn who has to fetch water for the birth, and many more. A lovely gift for the reader on your Christmas list!’ Rosalind Adams. Available from Amazon and Kindle.

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In My Atlas

A bird’s or a child’s view of the landscape can be so different from
what the map shows, or our own limited view …

IN MY ATLAS

the twisted grin of a rural road                                
seen by a crow on its flight
from fir to cedar

the slanting tail of the first comet
as it writes its name over spinning planets
before falling to earth

the inching track of an ant
to its nesting hill as it pushes one more crumb
through tall grasses

these miracles inscribed on maps
for an intrepid two-year-old
trekking through the gate

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9781771333054_FC‘A Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art.
From Inanna Publications, 2016.

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The Writing of a Story of Words

This is a warm-up exercise I found in Wingbeats II, edited by Scott Wiggerman & David Meischen, a book full of exercises in poetry that are great fun to try. This one is called line-building and I recommend it for one of those mornings when stringing more than two words together is hard …

THE WRITING OF A STORY OF WORDS

new words career off the page.                                  
the page leaning sideways to turn.
to turn into yet another story.
story perhaps one that erodes sequences.
sequences bending back to another.
to another where the chapter sits.
sits on a period, waiting for a comma.
any comma will do, nestling into itself.
itself waiting for the reader to pause.
to pause and capture the running hero.
the hero who will dive into a new version.
a new version of himself caught.
caught up by a sentence of new words.

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Frame and the McGuireFrame and The McGuire – ‘… a gentle yet striking novel about the way our perception influences our judgement of others.’ Amy Mathers. For ages 8-13 … published by Tradewind Books available on Amazon or your local bookstore.

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Breathing the Pacific

The Pacific Ocean has a force, strength, and beauty, all its own. Living near it, on an Island, we are always aware of it. The ocean and its shores, make the news for all kinds of reasons, most of them to do with the garbage we throw into its currents …

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BREATHING THE PACIFIC

waves gather power
turn harmony to chaos
breaking tsunamis                                               
of styrofoam packing

long susurrations
of blown spume
tumble broken boards
from tossed buildings

foam flies over black
crests under streamed cloud
rags of torn netting
ripped from fish-boats

riggings’ tremulous whine
stroked to shrieks
of whales and crustaceans
choking on plastic

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my scans - after 18 112 coverTo Bethlehem: ‘This little book is delightful, full of … poems on this timeless subject. … the most fun is the little prose vignettes of the common people in the Christ-child story. The slave who looks after the wise men’s camels, or the overworked maid at the inn who has to fetch water for the birth, and many more. A lovely gift for the reader on your Christmas list!’ Rosalind Adams. Available from Amazon and Kindle.

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She Sang Swannee River in the Morning

I’ve been thinking of my mother recently (she’s the subject of my book ‘A Bedroom of Searchlights’), and remembering her eccentricities. I’m sure all of us keep our parents in memory for special things they did, or were …

SHE SANG SWANNEE RIVER IN THE MORNING

there’s a gap
in the house
where my mother                         
used to sing
a place made
empty by lack
of voice
a forgetfulness
of actions she
might have made
a chair moved
socks washed

the movement
of her being
a lift of paint
strokes laid
heavy or light
on canvas
a wash of colour
over laburnum
and a yellow
hat worn aslant

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9781771333054_FC ‘A Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art. From Inanna Publications, 2016.

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