It has rained all day

  …and it has rained all afternoon.  It is raining right now, on the four bags of compost lying in my garden, waiting to be amended into the soil.  Yes, April showers.  But the seed packets have to wait: four types of poppies, the lettuce that should have already be sown.  Why am I receiving…

Flock of egrets

A dozen? Dispersed. On one leg, taking their morning Ablutions, as if at the Ganges, White wet veshtis, A singular swan, small swanlette, Madeleine, combray eyeblink Tarps covering cut wood from last winter (Winter over) Fishing trawler start CemetRy Rain falling on ponds, Droplets and sheen Morning by rail Graffiti welcoming behind safety glas. Smokestack…

Weather Report

    The sky is a mix of pale and dusky blues, and a night chorus of frog cry begins.  The wind blows through the trees. Earlier, the snow fell in clumps, and flew, scatterbusrt, carried by the wind. The rain was steady, a humming drizzle. It feels like summer, or it did. There goes…

The Sense of Discomposure Dispelled

If life were this simple.  I began a post, as I have tried for many weeks now, on how discomposed one feels after writing a book, and having it rejected due my dismal sales record.  But in looking through my blog index for any previous mention of Coriander the book’s title, I came across a…