LUPUS IN FLIGHT

Dear Readers, My friend Jeanne-ming recently wrote to ask how I was and where I was, and I realise I am not blogging with any consistency t...

The thing about skin is its ability to break, bruise, even bend around things. Bones need skin, for a while. Without skin bones have no...

My glass shall not persuade me I am old, So long as youth and thou are of one date; - Sonnet 22, Shakespeare The first wedding I ever atte...

On his birthday my father says his wishes have come true. He asked for our happiness, and lo, the cloth was embroidered in just such a wa...

The Gifts of Time pile neatly around my soul not the Christmas and birthday time gifts but the abstract fruits of kindness, harmony, friends...

The days pass me by. And I forget to write. This is the floating world, the Great Artist's Illusion, a dream that is more real to me th...

The whole village knows. Yesterday at our friend Victoria's summer lunch party, the impending wedding of a Tayabali son danced from lip ...

Feels like rain hot and cool swathes of muslin breeze pour silently into me Until thunder comes and my heart breaks open great cascades tu...

At the worst, the very worst You are there When the mirror breaks and my heart, You ache and your aching heals me. When I can never ...

Orange has many shades It is the colour of change Orange is what you feel in a flirty skirt and golden gladiator sandals. Orange makes love...