traffic
and jazz —
night music
Category: music
fugue
leaves
swirling from the tree
birdsong
listen
robin
headcocked
radio
office garden
birdsong
above
the radio
Peggy’s Skylight (great venue)
lunchtime jazz
wandering
the cobbled streets
one day like this a year
spring morning
pulling back the curtains
all the way
Royal Concert Hall
the emptiness
of the concert hall
filled with music
Christmas concert
the shadowed arches
of the church
trumpetsong
fertilizer
blackbird sings
shits
on the forget-me-nots
midnight
midnight
walking down the middle
of the road
kitchen music
clarinet arpeggios
some ingredients missing
from the soup
lull in the music
before the encore
texting the babysitter
conducting
new growth on the hawthorn
twitch
of the blackbird’s tail
chaffinch
blackbird song
pause
chaffinch twitters
morning after
after the party
rain
refilling the empty glasses
Light Night
street dancers
a window
in the crowd
make it stop
outside the nightclub
the throb of silence
and inappropriate shoes
to infinity and beyond
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ploughed field
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parallel lives
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was I good?
after her solo
searching the audience
her mother’s smile
soundtrack
earbuds pop out —
the soundtrack
of the city
lie-in
broken things
dual-mass flywheel
magnetron, hard drive
kitchen stool
cupboard door
dripping tap
window catch
it’s not the end of the world as we know it
and I feel fine
Indietracks
puddles
by the stage —
toddlers mosh pit
sharing
ballet
swan feather,
breath of a zephyr,
pirouettes across the lake
Jiggered
clearing away
the chairs, as the ceilidh
reels us all in
good coverage
painting the walls
with a paint-splattered
radio
arresting
violin crescendo —
outside,
the siren passes
Kanneh-Mason family
piano trio,
I close my eyes — soundtrack
to my daydream
Record player
Mix tape
Not my songs
arranged track by track,
but a piece of me
Young Voices 2018, Sheffield
Listen, old ears
as five thousand young voices
sing “All together now”
cucurucu
gig: recreating
all those album tracks we love,
tonight, just for us
reach the high notes
I’m on the ladder
radio on its back
Singing up to me
gardening
on the radio
jazz piano – rain taptaps
on the radio
my favourite song
the guitar’s six strings
jump up and down together
we all do the same
jenna’s concert
after her concert
the walk home sharing the buzz
and a bag of chips



