In The Poetry

I suppose, just two words that one might draw attention to. One is Anancyman. Anancy is the spider god that came over from Africa to the Caribbean, and informed so much of our literature; the weakest creature in the forest, who had to get his way by subterfuge and cunning rather than by strength [...]

I read this poem in Uganda and I presented it as a lament for my sister’s cat, a little kitten that was trained not to go downstairs in the yard because it wasn’t safe, and one day it escaped, went down into the yard and was torn apart by wild dogs. The poem [...]

This is the burning-pot, last time the rice.
Tonight, it’s the specially-bought organic potatoes.
So, time to sit back and ponder why it’s gone wrong.
You never were a ball-player, a Sobers, a Beckham.
Even juggling with Latin embarrassed you with its spillage
Of meaning. So why persist in thinking, after a life’s experience,
You could better what the [...]