Though the photograph on the left in the collage above is nothing more than role play such as you might expect from two artists of the sublime camp side of art, the one on the right seems the very picture of genuine mutuality whether of lovers in fact (sexual or Platonic), or good friends. They … More “It was a tragic love due to the fact that we could not share it”, said Salvador Dalí of his love of the poet Frederico García Lorca.

Did our dog Daisy roll over leavesThat toned through every shadeOf ochre and walked us throughAutumn today? Or was it not so? For Autumn was a tunnel into wonderThat open at each bank to azureWhich by remnant greens was tinted;Of summer growth, still proudOf clinging on when time’s pastOr passing quick, as soon it does. … More Rolling through the colour tones to the end.

There is something of the apocalyptic in the image above of Trump supporters wrapped in the flag outside the Trump residendence in Florida, as if the official worship of power and the rule by the idiom of ‘might is right’ had been established, or as Gladstone said of Bourbon rule in The Two Sicilies, ‘ … More Shoulder to shoulder with the shared values of a ruling group who believe might is right. The endgame begins with a Trump of Doom.

Providing Care That is Right the First Time That seems a laudable aim wereIt not a label tearing from the wallthat once told people how far theyshould distance themselves from each other.The other in this case is a promisealso peeling at its edges that:We are committed to Safe Compassionate joined-up care. And then just outside … More THE ENDLESS PASSAGE BETWEEN MODULES to someone’s fate. IS  MODULARISATION REALLY COMMODIFICATION?

I had intended not to write up actually seeing Danez Smith, given that I have written up my response to his written poems (at least that is what is I say at the linked blog here), which I love. You can read these responses at the links: on the poem Sioux Falls, and on the … More On seeing Danez Smith