A passing ship was seen briefly on the horizon But to date it has never returned I do adore living by the sea But ache for the simplicity of living inland The still summer days The whining heat of my garden I am currently reading an article in a French magazine About Georges Djo Bourgeois […]

Ponte City Apartments Johannesburg South Africa   Brutalism at its best and most terrifying Heaven Hell I have not yet collected my thoughts  

My dressing gown has fallen open exposing my small triangle of pubic hair this does not bother me as I am quite alone in a crowded house      

Fuck me with your words my love Fuck me with your words I am an imitation of your void Yesterday I found an unusual spoon on Margate Beach It appeared to have been based on an Inca warrior I placed it carefully into my satchel of many colours Before the owner returned it was as […]

In 1937 a parcel was delivered to a small house in a Dorset village   It was never opened and placed in a cupboard   Where it remained until about two weeks ago   The parcel was addressed to one of the most celebrated spies that the UK has ever produced   Her code name […]

The venom of an unforgiven past May poison the unrelated present  Forgive  Let Go  Rise Anew   I wrote these wise words of Rumi on the white board in the kitchen Jessy was still in the spare room pretending to sleep We had fought last night over something trite I had stormed out and had […]

Anna and Anna were sitting at opposite end of the bath It was Tuesday and bath night at number 28   Do you realise that the Antonine Plague which lasted from 165 to 180 was brought to the Roman Empire by troops returning from the Near East Really  Yes  That sounds familiar  I agree  History […]

I was made in Berwick and my earliest memories Are of the magnificent railway bridge over the River Tweed For the first six years this was my entire life Until I discovered the theories of time travel My name  is Marcus Aurelius Smith

A spa full of happy people Collecting rose petals From the overhanging trees How pleasant life is in Cambridgeshire     From Cambridge Poems   

I am sitting by the fluid traffic lights In an easy chair that has seen better days I am wearing a small blue jacket and a red top And a pair of Marks & Spencer supersize knickers As I am very proud of my long tanned legs Nobody has spoken to me today Apart from […]