Dexter laced his new boots carefully. They felt like rockets on his feet; they felt like raging bulls ready to charge; they felt like an enormous held breath about to burst.
Dexter jogged up and down, pumping his knees to his chest, landing on his tip toes. […]
Dexter delved deeply into his bag. He was looking for his yoyo.
As children darted around him like swallows at dusk, shouting and laughing, calling out names and chasing each other, Dexter’s hand ducked and dived inside his backpack searching the darkness for his golden spinner.
Dexter had been looking forward to eating his sandwich all morning.
He plucked it from his lunch box and held it up to the light to examine it. The thick white bread was as springy as a mattress with curling sheets of crunchy lettuce poking from between […]
The boy, in his thick coat
And trousers, boots
Tightly wound against ankles,
A flexed knee and firm
Grip, began his climb.
One single forward, upward
Step pressed against the might
And volume of the rising Earth
In front of him, became
A chain linked route of […]
Somehow old slopey paws
held our universe together:
the beat of her tail on the carpeted floor
called out the rhythm of the day.
First thing in the morning, mouth ajar,
tongue loose and ecstatic she waited
for her pre-breakfast run across sheep filled fields.
Twice daily […]
Make jungles in hourglass urns
That smell of pigeon water
And rain with grey lichen
Lining their hips in inky colonies.
Blue dragonflies arrive
Around the golden pond
With lily leaves in the middle
And grasses at the rocky edge:
The sound of water falling
The ancient firefighters of Japan
Entered the house of the fire
Darkened and dowsed in the coldest water;
In thick blue kimonos and high, ear flapped
Hats, they’d run, drenched, into the orange heat –
Their broad black backs passing quietly
Between the vanishing branches
Of flame, […]
There’s a monster in my school bag.
And he likes to eat my homework.
When I slide my books into my bag
They are all smooth and clean,
But when I take them out again
They’re chewed right out of shape.
Nobody believes me when I say:
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