Via delle Ombre (after Louise Gluck)     Where have the birds been all year? They’re back now with cross-hatched twitterings. Even when there’s no sun to wake me and a sea-fret seems to have blown inland in its threadbare wet flannel way. Every morning, dishes. The morning dishes. Out there’s the place to…

 Heritage  ‘Worse than the Taliban’ New law rolls back rights for Afghan women’.                           The Guardian, March 31st 2009   Alan, Nikki, Kev and Pam, last day of the month, lifting lids on cardboard boxes behind the scenes at the museum stores. Shelf after shelf.   What will work will free imagination? Or will trap…

The First   This is how it should be, isn’t it? Students are sitting on the grass out there.   I open my window, the air smells, well, different, sweet, or is it my Chanel Allure?   Let’s say it’s both. Allure and April, perfect elixir.   The clouds have slowed down to quattrocento speed….