Wrestling Emily Dickinson

My mate Steve's a gargoyle: he's cemented to a church. He likes to dribble water from his ecclesiastic perch upon the heads of ...

On every bank of phones   a bomb-threat checklist: considered not as dire fate   but as incendiary consummation   most definitel...

Write a poem for kids, you say? Yeah, right... Hello little person! And why, may I inquire are you reading these notes from the moral ...

Twitter, Facebook,   in New York I never had you; no smartphone to use to search YouTube for the videos that make a jet-lagged night p...

Ivanova, who declared that she was God,   rendered speechless, tearful, by Talia's revelation. Lieutenant Kira's evil twin, cl...

It's the helplessness as much as it's the pain. It's as much about the uselessness of the struggle as it is about being r...

Captain America 2 at the cinema today, so just this lune. *** The lune form, and particularly the cheap gag of combining said for...