Ellen Baxter was brought up on a fruit farm in Kent In early July each year she teamed up with the seasonal workers To pick
Simplicity is another word for elegance Or so I am told by those who know Never wear gold with anything simple As it just does
From under her frosty coat My cousin showed me Her pale ankle It was warm to the touch March 30/31/20/21
My beautiful sister is walking our dogs How sweet she looks In her red dress Blue Sister My beautiful sister is walking our dogs
You fade in and out of the afternoon haze I am following your passage with difficulty Walmer Sands 30/03/21
My sea is gentle and calm The air is quite tender My spirits have been lifted How shallow and pleased I am
As we lay in bed you told me that our dream lives were over And that we were both imprisoned by our decaying thoughts I
Why is it that when you are in the bath the gasman calls to read the meter And expects entry even though you are naked
I have images of Frida all around my house She appears on my cushions and on my cups And is instantly recognisable Which is not