The Pirouette


the pirouette

blue on the breeze of two

damsel flies mating


This poem was written as a couple of damsel flies went spinning past me by the lake, in flagrante delicto (which I now find means “in blazing offence”, which is nice).  And, to finish, here’s Shocking Blue – the best Dutch pop group (probably) –

As it gets lower


as it gets lower

the summer sun peels the hawk’s shape

out of the sky


This poem was written because watching a hawk hover is pretty hypnotic, I find. And, to finish, aus London, here’s The Yardbirds –