These are a few of my favourite poems - ones that each time I go back to them still resonate. I've written a lot of words over the years. Still liking my own work sometimes decades on, that's an achievement.

method for making a death mat

golden orioles, red-winged black birds

playing amongst the tule

*Tule [Schoenoplectus acutus], woven, makes a house

covering, a mat for sleeping on the pebbled ground,

your body's shroud when you die. How do I tell you

that dozing far from that water, my burial mat close,

I hear those birds singing?

Originally published in Parentheses Journal Issue 3, March 2018

Published as Pearl Button.