The Moon in June behind driving clouds
The moon in June. A photograph of the full moon near midnight, shining disturbingly like the sun and with clouds driving across it.
The moon in June. A photograph of the full moon near midnight, shining disturbingly like the sun and with clouds driving across it.
Humorous nonsense poem playing with various senses of “sod” and other words and phrases in which “sod” is an element.
The beginning of Elin’s Story (workng title), the novel I have been working on for 3 years.
Bad timing (1938) Poem retelling a family story about my father and his father. Dad ran away from home to enlist in the army just in time for World War Two.
Dad – remembering my father as I do every year in June around about the time of his birthday. His influence still hangs over me.
Hammarkullen Carnival. A gallery of carnival photographs: individual portraits, groups of dancers, people in the audience crowd. Hammarkullekarnevalen.
The spring’s first clutch of ducklings with their mother on Slätta Damm. Slätta Damm is a part of Hisingspark close to home for me.
Legs going round… The local name for the Gothenburg half-marathon is Göteborgs Varvet. This is a pun as Varvet means both ‘shipyard’ and ’round’.
Demo against racism. Well over 1500 people demonstrated against racism and nazism today in my old neighbourhood, Kvillest’an.