IN ABSENTIA

i light a candle for the absents

the almost forgotten, the waiting, the worn

a day light for the dark nights

a filament of throat from thought

i light a candle for the absents

the disappeared, the frightened,

the watching, the saturday fathers,

disneyland dads, happy meal patriachs,

contact controlled, access asked

permission prayered

the deadbeat, child support agents

no rights only deepest responsibility

i stare into the flame

see love and hate

unite

in

one

silent flicker

a black and white photograph in a golden frame

but

from the slit wrist

the rose will grow

from the distance

blazes the geography of the soul

like candles, we inhabit the night

absence is not abstention

what feeds the wick?

who starves the oxygen?

and

what child is not made from woman and man?

PUBLISHED WORKS

 

DARKNESS IS WHERE
THE STARS ARE

The book that had Stephen Green and Christian Voice on their knees praying for the redemption for the author. Personal whispers and societal screams.

'These poems engage
and enrage'
– Peter Tatchell

 

FUSE

Selected poetry and the full text of Everything Must Go & Unprotected Sex.

'Very powerful stuff'
– Harold Pinter

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