Thoughts
It's been a while - in fact, a month to the day - since I used this blog properly, and I can feel it. My posts on Facebook are getting somewhat erratic (and lengthy, as I feel the urge to dissert on various topics); emails and messages to
My poems
Wait, always wait. Storms in abeyance Fabric unspun, pieces of loom Unwoven threads, weight and comb Potential, weft, rags, fragments. But in the mind’s eye - The cloth, storm-soaked linen woven sunken silken Heave, pull, shine before the sun in vast, away, billows Of beauty against the sky, big,
Thoughts
When I used to live in France, I worked freelance for a while as an academic researcher, writer and editor for a number of private research companies. In theory, these companies provided model essays or primary research to students or lecturers, but in practice, I strongly suspect much of the