January 28


In the nick of
Time will tell – or it’s just
A matter of
Time having been lost track of

January 27


With all those telescopes and eyeglasses
You would have thought someone would have seen this coming

January 26


As far as we know, the plum falls as far from the tree as possible, and will wander as far afield as the eye can see.

January 25


Philosophy, or any kind of dietary regime, is only as good as far as it goes
Often it doesn’t go far enough, or too far

January 24


Evidently attitudes are not going to change
Overnight or while we hang around in some bar
So allow me instead to clamber up this ladder
And have a crack at fixing the thatch

January 23


One is tempted to write about the rarity of certain species
But temptation exists to be resisted
Oh, and thanks — more coffee from the pod, please!

January 22


And here we go, picking parsnips and turnips and other fruit.
The calendar means nothing to us. Each day is like every other.

January 21


And so we’re going to pick peaches and plums and pears.
Yes, it’s January, but we can’t wait until November.

January 20


The bus, if that’s what it truly is,
seems determined to wear
the apparel of a carriage and pair.

January 19


Paradise is not on the schedule or the route map. And so
we’re going to pick apples. Yes, it’s January, but what the hell.