Tunnel Tales
A blog about transit. The Tube. Trains. The occasional bus. Even our wee leg limbs. The general hazards of being a person getting from one place to another in London.
Tunnel Tales
Comedy Sketches
CV etc
IdeasTap Photographic Award (23-30)
Magnum Showcase: Road Trip.
Photography
RECOVERY
So cold and collected So gathered and calm He ends our life Without a qualm Controlled and centred Sure and strong He detaches himself Like a man from a bomb Sick to my stomach That the man that I loved Ends it this way With such lack of warmth Business is business And the business of love Is clearly an art Not wanting of heart. With one final stroke He's ruined the work. Blinded by sight Blinkered by his thoughts Short sighted and selfish What he wants he wants It's so clear to see from 350 miles away That...
The Poet
Submission for The Poet Brief January 2012
The Poet
Katherine Rodden