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The skylights were closed against the downpour that drenched the garden. Branches dripped into more rain, drains tumbled with bright water. And it was welcome but for the sheer noise of it. Where would time go next? What might drown out there among the dark trees?

Published: July 18, 2025 22:37

The skylights were closed against the downpour that drenched the garden. Branches dripped into more rain, drains tumbled with bright water. And it was welcome but for the sheer noise of it. Where would time go next? What might drown out there among the…

The caniculae are ending. No more dog days, no more breathlessness. I remember how she struggled, how air bore down on her and stifled her. Hot winds carry her into deep silence. We open windows, close curtains, hoping to survive.

Published: July 13, 2025 22:52

The caniculae are ending. No more dog days, no more breathlessness. I remember how she struggled, how air bore down on her and stifled her. Hot winds carry her into deep silence. We open windows, close curtains, hoping to survive.

There is nothing here but thick summer air. The streets are deserted. Cars do not cruise. The day swells into midnight. The moon waits for clouds to clear. Where is time hiding? Where is the usual routine? The barbarians have been delayed. We wait.

Published: July 3, 2025 22:54

There is nothing here but thick summer air. The streets are deserted. Cars do not cruise. The day swells into midnight. The moon waits for clouds to clear. Where is time hiding? Where is the usual routine? The barbarians have been delayed. We wait.

IN HUNGARY, IN ENGLAND A 25 minute film about me on being both and winning the King's Gold Medal in Poetry. Filmed in England and in Hungary. Sound in English, subtitles in Hungarian. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fbNzXOe_Er8

Published: June 23, 2025 09:43

IN HUNGARY, IN ENGLAND A 25 minute film about me on being both and winning the King's Gold Medal in Poetry. Filmed in England and in Hungary. Sound in English, subtitles in Hungarian. youtube.com/watch?v=fbNzXOe_…

Now that summer falls from the sky in a hot slab settling on parched grass we should sculpt the weight into a monument, raise it on a column and plant it by trees so that their heavy leaves might drift like a shower when autumn arrives.

Published: June 20, 2025 23:07

Now that summer falls from the sky in a hot slab settling on parched grass we should sculpt the weight into a monument, raise it on a column and plant it by trees so that their heavy leaves might drift like a shower when autumn arrives.

Now the light goes out but slowly, a child falling asleep, the evening entering a dream that is not quite possible and yet convincing. Could this all be true? These clouds? These birds closing down? Where might they go next? Might there be a night?

Published: June 16, 2025 20:54

Now the light goes out but slowly, a child falling asleep, the evening entering a dream that is not quite possible and yet convincing. Could this all be true? These clouds? These birds closing down? Where might they go next? Might there be a night?

A Guardi Caprice How frail he looks. How reduced to threadbare gestures under the wrecked arch through which he totters, solitary survivor of a disaster he’s still walking past. But nothing has consumed him. Here, a plane crashes. There, sour waters flow.

Published: June 13, 2025 09:13

A Guardi Caprice How frail he looks. How reduced to threadbare gestures under the wrecked arch through which he totters, solitary survivor of a disaster he’s still walking past. But nothing has consumed him. Here, a plane crashes. There, sour waters…

RT by @george_szirtes: Archbishop Gyula Márfi’s association with the extreme-right Mi Hazánk (‘Our Homeland’) party is a new low for #Hungary’s #Catholic episcopate.

Published: June 4, 2025 09:00

Archbishop Gyula Márfi’s association with the extreme-right Mi Hazánk (‘Our Homeland’) party is a new low for #Hungary’s #Catholic episcopate.

RT by @george_szirtes: Cafe Writers committee member Julia Webb has a new book out soon! 🥳

Published: May 31, 2025 06:26

Cafe Writers committee member Julia Webb has a new book out soon! 🥳 nitter.poast.org/NineArchesPress/status/1927652178354684118#m