dhamma moon

Delighted to have a few new poems up at dhamma moon. It has been such a revelation to have my poems read by the monk-editors of this publication and to receive their exquisitely thoughtful and complex responses.


Where did Fife go?


This morning the sea mist had disappeared everything… it was wonderful to be so enveloped while also feeling the warm sun pulsing through, more like steam in a jungle (not very often do I say that about Edinburgh).

It’s already gone again now and chimes with what I’ve been thinking about this week, that if we stay still everything changes around us.