Strange Sights

I do not get out as often as I’d like due to severe mobility & health issues. Seeing the world from up on high, complete with aerial views of early autumn hills and human habitats, is a rare thing for anyone, especially those with special access needs. Last weekend I went on a cable car…

Bitter and Sweet

Bitter and sweet,

Zest, pith and pip,

The sun on my back,

The tang on my lips,

In wide blue horizons

I silently slip,

In old cobbled streets

Where kind strangers live,…

Dream Wash Multiplex

Dreams, like water-coloured paintings, wash away when days are raining on one Mary Poppins pavement on another London street, children play sticks along the railing in grey sleet, mascara eye streak. Antonia Sara Zenkevitch first two lines prompted by Reowr again   art piece by the same name: