Posted in Poetry on June 20, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I have to say I do love this job. At my appraisal the other day, my mentor and I agreed on what a great school it is to work at in terms of personal freedom to try out new ways of teaching – although many teachers bemoan the “lack of management”, coming from an over-managed [...]
Posted in Poetry on July 30, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Misunderstanding Europa II…
Deeper,
deep water, currents, cold tendrils,
descend on to the coral,
and the warm rocks,
phosphorescent with intelligence,
like the thoughts of a prisoner,
the cradle of a civilisation.
Descend, in an aquasphere,
with four windows,
mirrors and a flame,
twirling on the rope,
an inverse lighthouse,
descend, rotate, perambulate.
Hidden thoughts lurk
amidst the crannies and the crook,
fleeting, grasping, they flicker and feed,
on open thoughts queueing
like [...]
