memory

  • On sitting down in a quiet place

    I waited  for the rotundity of quiet pounding round as fruit to mould wisp of intricate thread to a jumper to house my lost head and flailing arms the wearwithall ofclothes and a positionalmost right for one familiar smile the… Continue reading

  • A Memory Map

     Impatience to finish responsibilities is the sour nectar to panic this refrain dissonates the memory of myself as a child therefore… the chronos line to youth I do not walk down memory lane but leap to the boy I was the mnemic… Continue reading

  • A sketchy experience and memory…

    An old wives tale says that rosemary is good for memory. So as the experimenter, I walked and smelled the rosemary bushes as the aromas travelled to me, with an immediacy that endured rains, storms, worms and summer. I took… Continue reading