Das Traum

Spider he was called and when he came it was alright I was allowed I didn’t need to pocket a knife “Star cave hin man” pendjoum Like a memory of pride My wife is there laughing and Hej! It was the Dane, the blonde one but Spider had moved on and I had to counter …

poem for a peaen

We saw you yesterday Ellesmere GreenCrossing the roadHolding dirty blue jogging slacks up with one handGrey brown jacket too hot for the weather andLooking not at us but where we could not see Then today on Minna RoadIt’s like you’ve taken only one stepAcross the nightThrough morningTo middayHand holding slacksJacket too warmEyes inverted unfurling tomorrow …

A61

A 61 with headphones Driving down the A61 from Sheffield to Chesterfield I turn off Elgar’s Nimrod and I pull into a layby. I leave the car and with the dog on the lead I find a gap in the hedge and descend through an archaeology of cannabis, strata of clay pebbles and plastic bags. …