16
Jan
Love: Best Before
Philip Larkin understood that romantic love never satisfies.
This poem of his, Love Songs In Age, has a resigned sadness that Larkin-watchers will slip into like a comfy old cardigan. Read more 
25
Dec
7
Jul
Divorce Me
Batter my heart, three-person’d God; for you
As yet but knock; breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise, and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend
Your force, to break, blow, burn, and make me new. Read more
3
May
What Can Make Me Whole Again?
How serious is the evil inside us? When the final self-help program has been concluded, and the last new leaf has been turned, what will it take to fully and finally deal with it? Read more
16
Apr
2
Apr
The Governor
I asked you a question, King,
And you said nothing?
Instead with thieves in the darkness
You thrashed out your breath. Read more
