Some words about the return of night.
A poem written from the perspective of a character who seeks vindication through conflict.
We are so wrapped in our own deceit that we can no longer even admit it to ourselves.
If publishers of teen magazines and lawyers for civil rights bodies really wanted to change our language for the better then it would help if they actually followed the new rules they tell others to adopt.
The Observer’s restaurant critic has an opinion about international supply chains. It is as trivial as you might imagine.
They get fined for not paying their taxes, they broke the law on dividend payments and their top director enjoys an enormously excessive pay package, but Lush is a luxury cosmetics empire that thinks justice requires them to engage in crude and divisive political campaigning to the detriment of thousands of public servants.
A poem that reworks and builds upon lyrics written by Jim Morrison.
Night is upon us,
So predictable, yet so unexpected.
We anticipated all would glow ever brighter until we were bathed in perpetual gold,
But now we are surrounded by absence.
A poem about big internet businesses paying mind to the details when so many others did not.