Monthly Archives: May 2011

The old brown ribbed ‘Belfast sink’ In the dark kitchen corner One cold bib tap Jutting over Sluicing water from its lead veins in volumes   The rough wood shelf above the tap Sat the Iron gridded soap rack Caked by … Continue reading →

Windblown blossom flirts Falling on the hair of young lovers Knowing old men smile Summers love everywhere Healthy girls laughing happily Boys want to grow up Love is forgotten Autumn sunshine lights our world Icy memories consume us