by Dave | Apr 2, 2023 | Uncategorized |
Faltering up from the flags and hay-strow, the damp calf, back-licked and roguish, tries to stand behind the half-door swinging with its own small cry. Thrilled kids, we cheer, being its infant kindred, then, in borrowed wellies, trudge through the barnyard...
by Dave | Apr 2, 2023 | Uncategorized |
You had made your presence known by then- abstracted into two positive pink lines like the Rothko your father and I will see two years later at the MoMA For now, we ride the two vertical tracks Eurostar; a world tucked inside an ocean The sharp Parisian...
by Dave | Apr 2, 2023 | Uncategorized |
Mouth-watering wafts of bolognaise, pizza and garlic bread drift into the damp night as diners come and go. You breathe the aromas in. Your stomach gnaws at itself when no food follows and hunger hits. Later, when the last of the restaurant goers linger in the street...
by Dave | Apr 2, 2023 | Uncategorized |
It begins with a book. The hiker who finds it has no idea of its importance. High in the mountains, where the air is so thin it hurts to breathe, she scoops it from the cave and tucks it into her backpack. Perhaps she has always been a curious kind of person. ...
by Dave | Apr 2, 2023 | Uncategorized |
Chelsea, London, 2022 Eliza I like drawing because I make pictures of things that are nice. I paint with crayons and I like filling in the shapes. I want to be an artist when I grow up because I want to make lots of pictures that people can look at. I’m sitting at...
