"We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started
and know the place for the first time." (T S Eliot)
"A dark and chanted verse is what I am." (
Forough Farrokhzad)

Wednesday, August 31, 2016


When I heard Satan speak
I recognised all the words.
They were the same
As those used by men and boys
And women and girls.
He sounded like a footballer
Who had muffed a kick.
He mimicked a drunk
Mugged by a poker machine.
He copied
Angry drivers,
Talentless actors,
Witless comedians,
And my own inner thoughts.
In short, he spoke our language.