My father, who was a very sensible man, liked the old adage, "Never explain; never apologize." (Though he often did both himself.)
A very small collection of my poems is now availablehere. (The first two poems appear in a preview).
The poems are about very ordinary things
domestic life
trying to be creative
discovering bugs that hide under planks
and why jeans wick up puddle-damp and catch on your shoes and trip you up.
I have two proof copies to give away. Just leave a comment or email me and I'll pick the names on Saturday.
