Cushion Moss The sad paragraphs in the paper offer no […]

Deer     Day or night they reappear from nowhere, the […]

The Swede More like a deformed animal than a vegetable, […]

Pure   The silk spun from a worm, the sea’s […]

  No one could have missed the tin glittering in […]

Magenta   is the dressing-gown I pounced on in a […]

In the Snack Bar after Edward Burra   Is it […]

The Violet   I walk fast past the park’s naked […]

At last the rain has ceased. Open the back door […]