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You quite like going to school,‘cos your best friend’s thereand you hang out together;then this morning, they’re withtheir new best friend..don’t..

Beware, if you’re a portrait painter,of being born in England. And ifyou’re skilled at background –the rolling landscape which they'reso proud to own..

At the far edge of the expanding cemeteryin its uncertain spiritual limbo,its small gravestones re-emerge only in late summerlike a clipped coat, the..

'We begin by loving our parents; 'said E.M.Forster,'later, we hate them;rarely if ever do weforgive them...'I'd like to live long enoughto forgive..

I'd known her all my life,nursed her for seven yearsnight and dayyet when last night I lay down to sleepI heard myself sayas if to someone else,what..

It's the word you hearwhen anti-French views are aired -MERDE!when their secret liaisons have been publicly bared -MERDE!when they lose a lover for..

I wanted to write to you about your poems,that is, about something I couldn't quite put my finger onso I didn't write in case it sounded..

As butterflies with beauty grace the air,so love cannot be lazy in its love;true love brings lovely energies to bear;love's actions grace the true..

Sometimes memoryruns back like an instant fast rewindlike it’s said to do at deathand hits you wham between the eyeswith your own lifetoday – what..

Celandine, saxifrage,buttercup, needle whin,tormentil, vetchling,agrimony, cinquefoil,nipplewort, hawkbit,ragwort, groundsel,biting stonecrop, yellow..

Hopes die;dreams fall;and, subtlest stroke of all,love sharply, cruelly, hides her face,lives lost within the mind a space;until one day in presence..

Is there a greater privilegethan to breathe sea air? And here, it’s likea front seat at the greatestopen-air theatre in the world:I’m sat here on my..

you come from a family that –well, I’ve known better and,I’ve certainly known worse..but all you want right nowis to get right away from them,live..

I don't know much about what I'm writingexcept that I'm writing;I don't know much about what I've written either,except what I read;I don't know much..

Januaryand the afternoon sunlightlasted that little bit longerlike an unexpected, perfect Christmas presentthat got delayed in the mailand I'm filled..

On the top unlooked-at shelfof the cupboard rarely openedthere it was.A tidy, self-effacing, neat and ordered pileof mother's ironing- after how many..

It’s only now, only now, that I remember, that I can see,how you made your presence felt so often;so long unlooked for, seeing only absence, never..

It's a curious time of year -one day warm and sunny, mild,the next cold and rainy;one night frosty, the next night mild;a pointed reminder that we're..

How great is greatness? asks my questing soul:scenting behind that quest, eternity;that dark which, studied, lights the dazzling wholeand brings to..

Heaven is not a place; it is a state;not in the clouds, nor here on earth beneath;heaven's not in front, behind, nor left nor right -and yet, in love..

'Everything that livesis full of the Lord'observed Eeyore,his mouth fullof thistles

Who can doubt thatthe heart is greater than the body,Jerry?

This is the illicit still of poetryhalf hidden in the dry ditch beyond the hedgefirewater drunk from an old tin mugit takes the skin off your..

Sometimes a moment of the highest grace -which comes as unannounced as does our sleep -allows our vision, resting on some face,from the familiar..

loved herevery green gardenloved the amazingand the howof the growin herevery green garden