In the Emergency School
We were registered as a form, and for the first day Left unsupervised alone in a distant room With empty…
As No Art Is
The weekend’s on us, and no means of soothing it or kissing it away. The flat facades of mansion blocks…
Autumn Shades
They start to say autumnal in the forecasts, And on the Northern Line the shifting panels Look bleached already. I…
Movement
Ten minutes — or less — before we step down at one of the ‘London Terminals’, ploughed land restarts and…
