- Duck At Haldon Ponds
At evening watches the duck
slow feeding the waterline.
Praises the duck. Such a fine
...
- In The Next Street
thereâ??s only ever one argument: his,
bawling out whoever punctuates
the brief intervals his cussing
| interrupts, something unheard, reason perhaps.
...
- Encounter At St. Martin's
I tell a wanderer's tale, the same
I began long ago, a boy in a barn,
I am always lost in it. THe place
is always strange to me. In my pocket
...
- The Window Of Vulnerability
Sure today it could come in a fast plane
named perhaps for the pilot's mother,
the city ends in a smear in the road
and that in a child's shoe. No one ...
- Train
After Max Ernst's 'Europe after the Rain'
In the dark
each sits alone...