Sixth collection forthcoming from Salmon Poetry in April 2025.
Heat death of the universe, don’t worry,
I’m already there, ahead of you.
I’ll turn out the light.
Heat death of the universe, don’t worry,
I’m already there, ahead of you.
I’ll turn out the light.
(Newgrange)
Everyone should have one
dark hub for the dull day’s orbit:
stoneshouldered wings
where you bury the bones
of belief, and the redfaced sun,
to gain entrance, turns
a skeleton key.
(Newgrange)
Everyone should have one
dark hub for the dull day’s orbit:
stoneshouldered wings
where you bury the bones
of belief, and the redfaced sun,
to gain entrance, turns
a skeleton key.