Sixty tonne of metal bellowing down the sky
assails the quietude
of reeds and muddy pools
where spoonbills sift through sludge and seagulls drift nearby.
The mouth of the Ria Formosa’s a birders’ paradise:
miles of salt pans hosting
birds of low-lying coastline,
in thousands upon thousands. It’s Eden beyond price
in every way but one: the fence of Faro A...
Wednesday 19th May 2021 2:15 pm
I used to range unchallenged on this hill
keeping mankind under my surveillance.
I watched as you discovered
the wonder of the wheel
and ways to traffic goods along the rivers.
You harnessed blameless power from water mills
but we became estranged.
My name is Silence.
Once I was your day-to-day companion:
the backing to your birdsong at the daybreak
and as t...
Friday 5th March 2021 9:56 pm