How does it feel to be a golden oldie? Jeremy asked John at ninety. No X, no Y, no Larry? One feels very lonely Don't take that road said...

Like a copper coin the sun shone through the mist, withdrew to re-emerge a yellow moon, then hid as vapour thickened and there was only...

Gaunt arms and grey gloves direct the hearse, direct us all to park in spaces under names upon tablets on a wall. Soft music plays. We...

It has gone fast, life, And your children now travel As you, too, have travelled To a world long beyond us To which I was stranger. But...

I missed your birth - the only one of the four I did not see. The celebration of your infancy was overlaid with care, so now there are...

The day after your uncle turned three, The world changed. Standing on Euston Station, Another uncle in your grandma’s arms, A siren’s...

When Butch and Sun Dance shot from their corner, Firing from the hip with each hot cylinder, Then froze into a sepia still, the movie...

She lives today who might have died had you not taken that particular path, under the tower, across the vacant square, past registers of...

Another line in your forehead daughter To add to those deepening there After time you consider wasted Or at least in its lack of effect...

Above the ramparts of Iford Hill, The sun dipped low in a green sky, Rodmell Church lay between trees, And up the valley a cold wind...

for Auntie Maddy A roar past the carriage window Hurries on westwards. In the silence pursuing, In a meadow, slow-moving, Two lovers...

for Karlheinz Stockhausen They say Karlheinz asserts The greatest work of art was when The 767s destroyed World Trade But opines that...

The countryside lay empty. A signpost leaning towards him On the right hand gestured skyward And westward at the ground. He found on...

The world enters in flashes, Like the sun through wickerwork, As they sit at the table, Arboured together. A pump handle tips, A mirror...

Eyes open Close your eyes when dawn is falling Listen to truths you prefer not to know Open eyes wide when the dark is rising Discover...

Arnold was wrong to say the old feel no emotion, None! They feel, but not perhaps the joy which Coleridge said he lost when still quite...

Today I heard a Quaker say That God reveals Himself. In every avenue of nature. Why, at wide or narrow Meeting roads (where Sons slay...

Quite intentionally made Sense-armoured by their mental trade They view the heavens with aplomb In their high probing towers from Which a...

So he is gone And he sighed as he went And you have no right To assume what that sigh Might have meant, What it means To those who were...

It seems so brief a time On a January day You came into the world And bawled in no uncertain way You were here to stay. Now a well-known...