It begins as a house, an end terra… in this case but it will not stop there. Soon i… an avenue which cambers arrogantly past the…

We hunted, swept the planet pole t… to capture a glimpse of that rare… Through a thermal lens we spotted… picked up the trail of nuggety fae… then tagged the shiniest beast in…

He splashed down in rough seas off… I watched through a coin-op telesc… with a lollipop stick as a trawler… of the waves and ferried him back… Control on a trading estate near t…

Here on the Hard, you’re welcome… there’s a flat fee of a quid for p… And wandering over the dunes, who… for the view: an endless estate of… kept out of the bay by the dam-wal…

We went out into the school yard together, me… whose name and face I don’t remember. We were testing… of the human voice:

The sun comes like a head through last night’s turtleneck. A pigeon in the yard turns tail and offers me a card. Any card. From pillar to post, a pantomime

Of all the public places, dear to make a scene, I’ve chosen here. Of all the doorways in the world to choose to sleep, I’ve chosen yo… I’m on the street, under the stars…

In later life I retired from poet… ploughed the profits into a family restaurant in the town of Holzminden, in lowe… It was small and traditional:

Now they are no longer any trouble to each other he can turn things over, get down… of things that never happened, all… unfinishable business.

Which reminds me. He appeared at noon, asking for water. He’d wa… after losing his job, leaving me a… and locking his dog in the coal bu… We made him a bed

The future was a beautiful place,… Remember the full-blown balsa-wood… on public display in the Civic Ha… The ring-bound sketches, artists’… blueprints of smoked glass and tub…

Compiling this landmark anthology… about dogs and musical instruments… To date, I have only, “On the De… Killed by a Falling Piano,” a som… True, an Aeolian harp whispers al…