The Avenues
Grey lethargy. Alone. Again.
This muggy summer evening,
even the sky has stopped…
Uppsala Cathedral ‘92
I have no faith, yet
in this foreign church
I find solace,
sanctuary…
This is the house
This is the house where he died.
This is the house where she slow-killed him from the inside…
Autumn Evening, Hull ‘90
I wait -
studyingnotstudying -
in Larkin’s lair.
Feeling his disapproval from beyond the grave…