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The Truth of the Tale
x He can’t see the wood for trees. Trapped in a thicket, He can’t find the bush for the bushes. A ram Caught by the horns, he can’t turn around, unpick the thorns Or retrace his steps. Can’t even guess … Continue reading
Deep State
x Inside the Beltway, it’s a black hole. Outside? Only desert islands. Actual desert islands, none with much of a palm. x Castaway means left behind, Less than a dot on the map. Not in sight. No way borne in … Continue reading
Now
You are unwilling to be vaccinated against COVID-19. She is a male who has just won a woman’s swimming-competition. Is Hunter’s laptop his confession? The trees have started losing their confetti.
Two Families of Rats
Sonnet VII, from Immoral Sonnets, published in Sonnets, 1999, Grey Suit Editions x Two families of rats were placed inside Some rooms which set a limit to their space. Adequately housed, they multiplied; Indeed, their population grew apace. Next, overcrowding caused them to decide … Continue reading
The Ancients
THE ANCIENTS My career began with an entrechat huit. Now I’m proud if I can touch my feet, Meanwhile schoolfriend Jim Who was once a neuro-physicist Is gracile in each limb, a contortionist Who can do a U-turn through a … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry
Tagged Gwendolyn Leick, Hugo Williams, Jim Pickles, old ballet dancer, poem
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Beverley at Iguazu
Click on image for my poem. More readings and performances here But scroll down to foot of the linked page to pause audio tracks before choosing what to play.
QUEENS WEST
Hardly one open shop remains Inside this draughty vending hall: It never gets to share the circulation Of carrier-bagged pedestrians with cash to spare. Business is so bad that the discount clothing store Closes for lunch from eleven till quarter … Continue reading
How I see this journal
I am advised that the best blogs are focused. But I want this site to reflect the diversity of my interests – poetry, dance, performance art, essays and music. Over the years, I have become reconciled to being a … Continue reading
Posted in art, Dance, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Anthonyhowelljournal, Jack of all trades, poem, Shiva
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