It’s not so much the wallpaper’s different more that the viewing angles changed; me and Jim high, high in the air dancing over the bed where our bodies lie stacked between years of innuendos; the things we didn’t say or do whilst we lived in the painted house by the weir.   Today, we can […]

Boys, if I could give you some advice it’s this; don’t wait too long to dance. Three a.m., they’re kicking on the lights, don’t kid yourself you never got the chance. At every disco, theories abound – I’m guilty too – my own research has shown that sex is codified in sound, and proved that […]

“You’re young, so full of self, and that’s why you dance like you’re speed-dating; you’re a moving monologue, uninterruptable; but on the floor you must move like a marriage, maybe for three minutes, but it’s still a marriage until you’re parted by the last breath of the bandoneon.   I was twelve when I dared […]

The sun forecasting across eastern regions is on to the female marsh harrier casting her with bronze so it is almost forgotten that she died before returning to its reed beds with their fresh calligraphy from Chinese water deer. Her mate, much lighter, climbs and climbs to reach himself as a dot, then bulleting his […]

A painless breeze and the first leaves foxtrot in the arms of trees with no thought beyond green for the bright shoals netted on lawns in the shallows of autumn, as though barrows of light have been tipped out or how with injury there comes an elegance – a poise to the dance, all colours […]