Month: June 2019

  • Haiku

    On naked feet Tiptoeing through rustling leaves My ascent lithe Lonely girls reach For tenuous calm, in time To their dropping steps Empty boats quiver The water is motionless Soon the sun descends Bare feet ascend Never was my step lighter Rustling leaves fall  © HMH, 2018

  • Costume Sketches

    These sketches were for a production of Hoddinott’s Children’s Opera, What Fater Does is Always Right. © HMH, 1987/2019

  • Bedtime Story

    There’s nothing like my bed. When the pillows are arranged and I dive under the duvet, ready for an evening of writing and reading, it’s bliss. One of those moments when it’s impossible to deny that life is wonderful. To think that it’s a habit to go to bed. Every evening ends with a quiet…

  • Prima Donnas

    Moaning like cats and crying like babes High-strung coloraturas and heart-wrenching bel canto, Taut necks and folded wings, The singers hold forth in the high street of fish town Gulping out sounds that stop the traffic on a weekday like all others. Inscrutable yellow eyes muster the audience While muscles support challenging lovelorn chants The…