Chronicles of an Elder
Ashes, Ashes, We All Fall Down
‘...where ignorant armies clash by night…
A Letter to My Non-Jewish Friends
Open Closed Open
Chronicles of an Elder: Zimbabwe
To Autumn
Conversations: Continuations and New Dialogue
I Died in Hell. They Called it Passchendaele
Oh, What a Lovely War (Not)...
A Mother is a Sometime Thing
On Lamentation and on My Father
Tough Times
Chronicles of an Elder: Rivers of Time
Chronicles of an Elder: Teach Us to Number Our Days
Chronicles of an Elder: Post Lockdown Blues
April 2020 Poem
An Old Woman and the Virus
Post Election Thoughts from a Londoner
Geographica
A Song of the South
Ruminations on Exhaustion
Remembering Things Past
This is the way the world ends...
Outside Looking In
Climate Breakdown
The Days of Our Years
Three Cheers for the Home Team
100 Year Old Poem, For Today
American Rhino
Brexit Blues
Lament for My Mother, Florence
Identity and its Discontents
Beginnings