The Leavers

The Leavers

This poem was inspired by our recent holiday in Trancoso, Bahia in Brazil, watching other guests depart as we sat one morning at breakfast. We saw them at breakfast, Trying to sneak unwilling suitcases Between the ferns and palms Of paradise, if not lost, Then...

My Dad

Today would have been my Dad’s 76th birthday; it’s been a little over six months since he passed away. Happy Birthday, Dad. More than anything else, I find myself missing his voice and his laugh. He was one of those people who laughed in the round. His laughter was a...
Making Plans For Nigel

Making Plans For Nigel

Writing this for the benefit of my American friends who may a little curious about Nigel Farage, the politician who has recently found himself a gig on Fox News as the self-styled ‘voice of the British people’. I know you have a lot on your plate right...

Unacceptable silence

Another question Theresa May extraordinarily refused to answer today was what she would say to Donald Trump about sexism. “When I sit down, I think the biggest statement that will be made about the role of women is that I will be there as a female prime minister,...