Her poem one of thirty chosen for the anthology, out of more than 800
We had fun, both quiet and incredibly noisy
An hour late for George, had been in the garden
How can I complete anything when each day is chockful of wonders.
Rain at last!
'Nowhere in a zoo can a stranger encounter the look of an animal'
No campaign's squalid tactics will pollute politics
Thirteen Ways of Considering Black Birds. You can now read the text while listening
I get home to the sky screaming
A fly buzzing round gets the picture, I’m in savasana not decomposing