I’ve been writing small stones this January, although truth be told I’ve been more attentive to my poetry and my new novel! (More of that to come)
Anyway here’s a taste of my month so far:
1. Frost holds fast to the edge of the field / in the blonde grass the heron stands / a train beneath its feet
Written after a walk along an old railway track
2. Ruched skirt, frilled blouse/ feather earrings/ a girl among pigeons
I was shopping in town when I saw this.
3. Distant cars/ fireflies in the jungle’s sudden dark
From my writing room window.
4. It was evening all afternoon/shadows rippled across the field/a goldfinch sat in the hawthorn
I’d been reading and imitating Wallace Stevens..
5. Honda baseball cap,walrus moustache /two rosaries, a scottie dog under his arm / he fills the kitchen
I met this guy in my friends kitchen!
This small stone is about re-discovering a novel I had already begun and taking it up again!




