Ten new poems for January. We hope you enjoy.
Deep in the wee hours
heavens bleached black
only brightest stars shine
Jupiter above all… 600 more words
This weekend I renewed my membership of the Botanic Garden, just in time for today’s merciless snowstorm. I may give it a couple of days. From February, however, it will possible to get a preview of spring, as the Orchid Festival gets under way in the glasshouses. 167 more words