haiku
long shadows
Evening Perfume
Pole Dancer
Chamomile
Chamomile has really tough stems, I discovered. I just happened to have a pair of nail scissors in my bag as I walked past these on the last hundred yards to the house. I didn’t make tea out of the flowers, I was drinking green Sencha. I’m past the age where you care what other people might think, seeing you snip weeds for a bouquet. They’re lovely little dabs of sunshine.
Here are the drafts I went through on the lettera 22
Sunday Morning
When you want to type but you’re on a bus in the middle of nowhere, Hanx comes to the rescue.