I spent a month in Run Rig With three Irish sisters Shilya Kweeva and Sahveen In a large brick house That overlooked the sea We swam sculpted And wrote poetry together Some of our drift wood sculptures Can still be found on tolerant days

I spent a month in Run Rig With three Irish sisters Síle Caoimhe and Sadhbhín In a large house that overlooked the sea We swam painted and wrote poetry together Some of our drift wood sculptures Can still be found on tolerant days  

In my most recent dream I was walking naked Around an art gallery with Sadhbhin There were other naked people In the gallery although I did not recognise them Apart from Sile who had organised my show The Agility of Angels was in gallery two Due to its shape and size It has taken me […]

When I was studying at Cambridge I shared a flat with my sister Josephine It was a large flat in the centre of the city With a rather strange feature A triangular bath Josie and I often shared this place of worship And read our essays to each other It was a good place to […]

Did you spend the night with Stockley Yes She is very taken with you The feeling is mutual Stockley has a great figure So have you Not as nice as hers She is a girl with all the gifts I am so jealous Tony There is nothing wrong with you I do hope that you […]

Stella received an early Christmas gift A bottle of blush sunsets Each was different in its colour They were often caught Within the harsh winter light And lit up her liquid eyes December 16, 2025

I received an early Christmas gift today A large bottle of glass butterflies Each was different in its colour They were often caught Within the late winter light And lit up my small back room

Is this is dangerous for me or for you This is dangerous for all of us The walls have ears and eyes You better leave now

C’est dangereux pour moi ou pour vous C’est dangereux pour chacun d’entre nous Les murs ont des oreilles et des yeux Il vaut mieux que vous partiez maintenant

I am ill with a fever The prognosis is unknown The immaculate virgin Is standing at the end of my bed Undress for me Holy Mother