We go for picnics on the beach quite regularly in the summer, love the slap of waves, the lift and dive of gulls, the distant quiet of boats sailing in the bay …
FROM THE BEACH
gulls scream and dive for oysters
scoter-ducks dip for snails
a heron in slow motion stalks
those hidden prime crayfish
sea lettuce floats on a wave
tangled with broken mussel shells
a sand dollar, lengths of kelp
shreds of wrack, cedar twigs
we will carry sea and sand
in memory through the working week
New! NEW! ‘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, May 2016.