Tirol Teaching
Against the back-drop of snow- tipped teeth of the north Tirol, teeth that gnaw at the eyes. Steam vents out of a hotel chimney thick, greyer than snow, unfurling a sky dragon's tail tipping, turning, curling with wind whispering it fainter, wider, fainter, wilder swirls of nothingness, sometimes too wild, then suddenly soft and dissipating. All meaning of life inferred here with the unmovable mountains rising to continental conductors, falling if a million years of water insists. As I stare I know I am closer to the steam molecules than stone, to scattering snow than still conifers. Published in Amethyst Review, January 2019 Twinkle, Twinkle Maybe it's the word twinkle, a relic of your Teddy Bear days when Nursery Rhymes knew the truth. Too busy being adult, a being of work, bills, brain dulled by looking down at the twinkling screens instead of up at the twittering sky. Look again, feel your face unfolding in wonderment: stars are unimaginably far away, but your childhood so close. Imagine. Just some solar orbits, a few calories of effort to raise your index finger, point up towards the cosmos-crossing light that took millions of years to reach earth, photons bumped by the atmosphere in the final seconds, causing the twinkling magic that illuminates your eye, fires electrons, burns in your mind, resurrects memories, connects to space forgotten. Published in Amethyst Review, January 2019
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As if Kandinsky wanted to draw a bird made out of orange rind, fortune cookies, the lines of Chinese calligraphy pens, bars of snow, shyness of a new Geisha, boldness of the Great Wall, freshly built. Hidden amongst limp, dripping bracken bare silver birch trees, the winter swamp ponds of Epsom Common - an exotic jewel, the male Mandarin outrageously dressed, the Dandy of damp British woods, dainty movements on the water, keeping an eye on the female, herself an abstract display of browns, creams, a strike of white. Such a pair should be strutting Lord and Lady. They take cover in their own muffled myth. Published in January 2019 in Words for the Wild. Night starts with trees dressing in silhouettes and the sky leaking depths. A bat zips around the space outside the side cottage, flying the perimeter of its constellation, tiny black hole of fur and skin wings, crescent like the moon. It is master of this moment, hunting months and photons, dark matter made mammal. Published in Dawntreader, UK, winter 2018-2019. |
Poetry Biography:I have had over 70 poems published in the following worldwide magazines and literary journals: A Handful of Stones, Acta Victoriana (Canada), All the Sins (UK), The Amethyst Review (USA), Amsterdam Quarterly (NL) The Blue Nib (Ireland), Bolts of Silk, Borderless Journal, The Brasilia Review (Brazil), Bushfire Literature & Arts Review (US), Cadenza, Cake Magazine, Carillon, Cha: An Asian Literary Journal (Hong Kong), DASH (USA), Clackamas Literary Review (USA), Cooch Behar Anthology, Dawntreader, Dreamcatcher, The Dillydoun Review, Earth Love, The Ear (US), Eastlit (East Asia), Erbacce, Envoi, Finger Dance Festival, Ginosko, Gloom Cupboard, Hidden Channel, Inlandia Journal, IS&T (Ink, Sweat & Tears), Into the Void (Canada), The Journal, The Lakeview Journal (India), Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Lunch Ticket (USA) The New Writer, One Hand Clapping, Orbis, Oregon English Journal (USA), The Passage Between, Prole, Sentinel Literary Quarterly, Sonic Boom (India), Third Wednesday (USA), Of Nepalese Clay (Nepal), New Contrast (South Africa), One Hand Clapping, Opportunity Publishing, The Oregon English Journal (USA) Origami Poems Project (USA), Panoplyzine (USA), Paper Swan Press, The Passage Between, The Peacock Journal (USA), Pens on Fire, Poetry Salzburg (Austria), Potomac Review, (USA) Prole, Pulsar Poetry, Rear View Poetry, Queen Mob's Teahouse, Qutub Minar Review (India), Red Ink, Shiela-Na-Gig (USA), South Bank Poetry Magazine, Stand, Waterford Teachers Centre, (Ireland) We Are a Website New Literary Journal (Singapore), Weber - The Contemporary West Review (USA), Windfall (USA), Writing Magazine, Words for the Wild and Verbal Art (India). Archives
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