Illness
I hired a car so me and my partner could drive up to Essex to visit my father in his residential care home. He was ninety-five and had...
Shadows
(in response to Lamium, a poem by Louise Gluck) I wake beneath a canopy of shadows, the spells of the night & the scars of an uneven...
The open door
(in response to Night Moths, a poem by Jackie Kay) This immediately reminds me of a local charity called "Open Door", this charity looks...
Love
(in response to Roosevelt Hospital Blues, a poem by Rachel Hadas) L is for liar O is for over V is for Venomous E is for erroneous and...
I carry
(in response to a passage from The Things They Carried, by Tim O'Brein) I carry the burden of old age, heavy with memories, reminders...
The question
(in response to The Oven Bird, a poem by Robert Frost) The question that we humans must urgently address is how best to manage the...
Hurting
(in response to We Remember Your Childhood Well, by Carol Ann Duffy) So many different ways to hurt, causing hurt, taking it. Pain. Hurt....
Black and white
(in response to Black And White, a poem by Imtiaz Dharker) The paisley like shape of the yin yang symbol reminds me of something I saw on...
Resting
Responses from A Quiet Joy, a poem by Yehuda Amichai During my unplanned parenthood all I could dream of was resting but there never...
What we are made of
In response to a passage from The Iceberg, by Marion Coutts We are made of interesting and dull matter, of atoms that become something,...