Poetry

I read a lot of poetry - especially Stevens, Rilke, Yeats, Brecht and Attila József - but have only ever dabbled myself and have no intention of trying to abandon prose for poesy.


Here's my first, and perhaps last, attempt to combine my photographs and poetry:

Regent's Park Haiku

A grumpy heron

is watching as the autumn

takes over his lake

Some poems written in Italy, and some unserious explorations of found text: