Poets

A dead tree full of live birds. Why should I set this down? On a young man's palm, a spiky clump that could be a dried dog-turd

Lion (two or three), zebra (scores) and other thirsty at a water hole. How alive they are! How lovely while healthy - even while hungry, even when frightened. We were up there at Kruger to (you could say) ‘gape'

for Lorenzo van Breda (b. 1999) Child - you who have arrived in time and just in time to knock for us at the tremendous door