Archive for October, 2014

Saturday, October 11th, 2014


TODAY’S WORDS (to be spoken aloud)


Friday, October 10th, 2014


A table and four chairs.
On the table, a chess board.
On the chairs, everything will be good.
Four chairs around a table.

Thursday, October 9th, 2014


But after all, how are we supposed to feel?

Wednesday, October 8th, 2014


Beyond the murky outlines
of hair and anorak and hiking boots
there lurked one of the great minds of our time
in a state of semi-hibernation or, as
the doctors put it, drunken stupor.

Tuesday, October 7th, 2014


But if we might conceive of any set of circumstances that might conclude in let’s say a couple of bouncing twins or a doll’s house that comes to life as night falls then we would keep those possibilities to ourselves because let’s face it you know how people blab.

Monday, October 6th, 2014


Scribble from the top of the high tower
to the bottom of the blank page
and sign away your life on the dry stone wall.

Sunday, October 5th, 2014


In the first place there was an element of doubt
about whether what happened happened.
Had our eyes deceived us, or our ears played tricks,
like that time the sparkly horse smashed into the cemetery gate?
I can remember standing in what I recognised as the cold blast of an east wind
but was it the cold blast of an east wind or Grandmama in one of her moods?

Saturday, October 4th, 2014


The Critic’s Handbook

This handbook is currently unpublished, because I haven’t quite finished it, but I can send you the latest draft. I keep thinking up new cutting phrases, and the thing just keeps growing. Will it ever be completed? Not in my lifetime, I think.

Friday, October 3rd, 2014


We try and deny being seen in the dark and think oh
yeah yeah: my leg felt like swag and the old neck of a yawn
but to gain an inch you have to hang out where Buddy did that odd job.

Thursday, October 2nd, 2014


The fan just wants fun too.
He/she can be seen sunning
themselves, and you can hear
a kind of mini-crying if you listen.