Wednesday 28 September 2011


Big blue trumpet-blooms, the colour of the sky, crane over the garden fence, surprising the street with a bright, twiddly fanfare.

Monday 26 September 2011


The young man speaking, smiling in the crowded bus aisle has a smile so soft and wide it breaks open the surrounding, pressing chaos.

Sunday 25 September 2011


In the cafe window, a small old man with skin like a dark, bruised plum and greying, wispy corn-rows sits rocking and staring out.

Saturday 24 September 2011


The texture of a small, smooth, shiny book; the trails and patterns of words dancing up towards the eye as a featherlight page floats over.

Friday 23 September 2011


Endless trails of vapour cross the sky while endless trails of people cross the street: relentless, restless movement that pulls on the heartstrings.

Thursday 22 September 2011


Infinitely slowly downwards, past the window, floats a single brown leaf - a lone parachutist; soon there will be many.

Wednesday 21 September 2011


Through thick, sticky drizzle, a pale skyline against a pale sky; the cyclists in luminous yellow and orange a rather shocking foreground to this muted panorama.

Sunday 18 September 2011


Even the late sun,
turning old stones into gold,
cannot melt this fear.

Tuesday 13 September 2011


Everything is illuminated, golden, and seconds later, as the sun drops behind the domed Victorian library, everything silhouetted against a fast-fading sky.

Monday 12 September 2011


The twisted wreck of a bicycle crouches shockingly on the footpath, for all the world like an avant-garde depiction of a homeless street-person.

Sunday 11 September 2011

The end

In the darkness, a scarcely perceptible wave of sighing and sniffling. No one gets up as the credits roll.

Saturday 10 September 2011


Weird  weather: grey and wintry, humid and clammy, with chinks of sunshine and blasts of wild wind, it's all kinds of weather at once.

Friday 9 September 2011


The blue-overalled men are jerking and pulling the joints of the steel poles; the canvas roof, a raft of darker blue, dips and flails in the wind and rain.

Thursday 8 September 2011


Silhouetted against the blue steel shutter of a closed shop, the young woman waves her hands wildly as she talks and her long curly hair bounces.

Wednesday 7 September 2011


While their respective humans chat, the three terriers - brown, white, spotty - dash to and fro, twelve little legs twinkling like animated cartoon dogs.

Tuesday 6 September 2011


Alongside the bright billboard, leaves are curling, fading and waxing anew in the same flat yellow as the giant lettering.