January

Breaking a two-and-a-bit-month period of seclusion (the 4th)

Magic, bejewelled, slighty tart to the scent and taste blackcurrant jam

Avian flightpaths- birds unidentified- as ordered, graceful, turbulent and chaotic as the sea

The new Lush spa shop in town

Small, candy-pink roses, petals as delicate as crafted from crepe paper

The promise in January’s light, as if holding the secrets of the coming lighter months

The Moon Under Water

Programmes about country shows and farming, by which I have become moderately captivated

Meditation

Nostalgia, renewed perspective

The spectrum of Winter, quietly dazzling, for those who care to take time with it

City Centre post-Christmas

City Centre Syrian café refuel stops- spinach and sumac, feta, cheeses and mint pastries, cardamom tea with sugar and milk

The galactic purple of cyclamen

The word ‘viburnum’

An offer of publication for ‘Prairie Witch’, one of my most prized poems, on the Pussy Magic website

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