Wake
Early one morning
someone else’s garden
nobody but us
Tenderness
Beloved
Wild abandon
Take nothing with you
chances are
one day
secret of happiness
fire in the blood
The truth, according to us
The Female Persuasion
Too many men
The matriach, my brilliant friend, Becky, the queen’s wife, the woman who walked into doors, the tiger’s wife, the rose grower, the girl on the train
Assembly
Big sky, Utopia Avenue
When will there be good news?
The discomfort of evening
two years, eight months and twenty-eight nights
Through the lonesome dark
inland
the known world
heat and dust
Haven - the villa at the edge of the empire
Life is good
The girl they left behind, the way back home
The Thriller section
A strangeness in my mind
her fearful symmetry, she’s come undone
If nobody speaks of remarkable things
the dust that falls from dreams
Confess
into the blue
Small great things, the last wish
Two nights
the girl from Venice
The girl on the train
Colder than the grave
Remember me
Long road to mercy
To my mind as I ‘wrote’ these poems, or rather, assembled them, there were pretty clear storylines, but the trick with found poetry is that there’s no explaining. Hope you enjoy them!