‘Tis The Season*

We’re walking in the air 1 -At least, we would if we were there, Hand in hand with with a giant snowman To the fading tones of the Sally Army Band, 2 Flying high above the mayhem Of general Christmas preparation… Hoards of shoppers with endless lists Downplaying the voices as children insist They absolutely must procure […]

Fathers’ Day*

My dad was a remarkable man who lived below the radar, Keen not to court attention lest people thought him bizarre, Judging, as is folks’s wont, his countenance and not his grace: The colour of his skin, not the man behind the face. He told us stories when we asked about the life he’d led […]