Love is the most thing you can do. Better than thing watching TV, more productive than wandering about shops looking for thing: love thing is all aroundyou don’t look for it man, thing love is in love with spreading itself populating the planet with its thing,...
After I had dismantled the parasol its pieces spoke to me–it did not want to be disassembled like this, wanted to see the winter months out, collect spiders’ webs and memories so it could relate frosty talk at the bird table next Springwhen the daffodils...
I am at a funeral. I do not know who is being buried. I see the coffin lowered into the ground. The pallbearers wear long dark coats with tails, their tall hats decorated with white bands. I stand some distance away. The mourners, dressed in formal wear, do not notice...
Writing has always been a passion of mine, indulged by both reading and writing fiction and poetry. And although I never pursued a career in science, I retain an interest in astronomy, particle physics and weird mathematics. I don’t pretend to understand the world...
