Cubicle Man

Base words scrawled in pen on a laminated surface. The toilet stall is the domain of Cubicle Man. In common with his ancestors, Cro-Magnon and Neanderthal, the desperation to visually communicate complex thought through the most direct means available urges him onwards. The stench of stale urine, bleach and the hum of defecation are but … Continue reading Cubicle Man

H O’Neill

Slowly raising our gaze Heart lowers sharp As we meet A reflection we forgot we knew Dark, off black Bluish lipped Beady red eyes Ill equipped To face its own dark realities Uncertainly We move forward Don’t worry Worried? Worry faster lock the ports ? the borders ? Certainly your door though Inwardly seeking For … Continue reading H O’Neill

Pandemic Poetry

Covid-19 It seemed so far away almost untrue, Will it get nearer, when will it affect you? Infectious by nature, infectious by name, Human population all thinking the same. A shift in energy for better or for worse? Media have portrayed it as if it’s a curse. With a fever and cough just like a … Continue reading Pandemic Poetry

SOBI

When every morning feels like an inner trial of strength and it takes an uncertain number of hours or days to confront the feelings, the ambivalence of one's own emotional state is often a reason that stands in the way. The British neo-folk songwriter uses this confusing mixture of emotions to draw new courage from … Continue reading SOBI

H. O’Neill

Can’t sit Mind walks. Can’t walk Mind flies. Can’t fly Mind sits, Sinks and cries.   - H. O'Neill - Jack Hare (photograph)

Tribute To My Smallest Tooth

You've worked so hard for so long Pressing every particle down inside The body has a testament to your determination A fleshy statement of willpower To choose any other way is weakness You are surrounded by weak people . But as you get older You realise that perhaps real weakness is Forcing yourself to live … Continue reading Tribute To My Smallest Tooth

GG

What inspired your new EP?  I wrote Midsummer Colour (single) in 2017, after spending the summer in the German countryside. I was there for work, and the job involved hiking through beech forests, singing around campfires, cooking huge vegetarian feasts, camping under the stars. Forests full of berries and fireflies. Long, languid days and very … Continue reading GG

Used Ubahn Tickets

These are tickets that I have used or have been donated by friends; others I’ve found around Berlin. I never liked to get rid of them. The tickets are cheap and practically useless after they have been used. But they can be a reminder a moment, some truly great and some not. I keep them … Continue reading Used Ubahn Tickets

Meet Me In The Shimmer

Meet me in the shimmer between the sky and the sea, dance with me in the waves and sing the tide to me. . Let us plait our curls together into vines to surround our souls, let me trace your entrancing footsteps and show me the wisdom you know. . To see your smile forever, … Continue reading Meet Me In The Shimmer

To Prove A Point

Dad always says there are a lot of perks to living on a farm as big as ours. For starters, our closest neighbour is a five-hour drive. Dad hates our neighbour. He forgets the trip to the general store is about the same distance. It doesn’t have everything you need, but sometimes it does. Calling … Continue reading To Prove A Point