Bravo Florida Bravo Kentucky Do you like it Josie Yes I love the colours But I do not have a clue about its meaning It does not have a meaning Really The artist in his notes Described its odd title As being quite simple As he lived in both these states During his childhood years […]

My cousin said as she passed me In the street of my gentle town It was a summer morning And the light was changing From its brittle chill To a moderate softness The air although feeling sharp Was becoming smooth to the touch The cooler months were ending And a happiness was welling up inside […]

They found Alan Alan dead in his hotel bed He had always wanted to be a mountaineer But he had a club foot which disabled him So he would dream of climbing the greatest peaks Sadly during one of these dreams he suffered a fall And died in his dream without leaving this room

The desolation of Flowers The desolation of Trees The desolation of Kings The desolation of Love The desolation of God Abandon me

ordre de mobilisation pour la guerre a scruffy slip of paper age stained and ragged found in a book of poetry my knowledge ends here

She sits Opposite me As I write Half hidden Only I can See her clearly

I fell off my bicycle A few days ago And injured my back It will repair in time But for the present I am confined To my apartment In the 16th arrondissement Fire is my biggest worry As I find it painful to move My sister Lou will arrive in a hour To cook for […]

I used to be an artists model But gave it up When my studies Came to an end As I no longer Possessed the time However I do model For a blind artist In the 16th arrondissement Who sculpts me through His closed and silent doors

I love the silence of country lanes Especially during the darker hours But have to truthfully admit That they are actually Much louder Than the high storms

For the last few nights I have been taking Rufus for his walk Along dark country lanes My real reason Is that I want to see The Strawberry Moon But this has been inhibited By the sea clouds high