Saturday, 21 September 2013

Saturday morning

Daughters out with their daddies;
they bring bikes with tassels, 
companionable teddies and yellow balloons.

Sunday, 15 September 2013


A disconsolate line drapes itself over the railing 
that leads to the callers office door.
They are still there when I walk back four hours later.

Friday, 6 September 2013


I've found a country where it's acceptable to eat a whole plate of hummus, more than once a day. I think I'm never coming home. 
(Postcard from Jerusalem)