today the woods view’d
spring, new green puncturing old
leafmould glimps’d first sun.
today the woods view’d
spring, new green puncturing old
leafmould glimps’d first sun.
You wouldn’t believe
how many times I’ve tried to
delete you… and failed.
A fashion designer for years, now a writer –
of short stories and poems, some of which get aired here
and seriously aiming to write a novel this year...
Would one day like to own a lady parrot.









