Wednesday, 25 June 2014


These photographs of various of my curios were taken by talented artist Lorene Anderson 

Fragment of an African Elephant molar

A muster of mustelids

What am I doing here?

Wednesday, 28 May 2014

Sex and the Bristlecone Pine

Urged by the stroboscopic sun
Its withered limbs burgeon
With imbricate hope.


Monday, 10 February 2014

Fishing in Winter

Cold weather, long johns,
A bleak shrinking in the depths,
And the frantic rummage as the bladder,
Replete, leans on some nerve or other.


Monday, 27 January 2014


Photograph of Henri Pol (1836-1918)

Henri Pol,
Through peerless control
Of Passer domesticus,
Made chirpier the rest of us.


Wednesday, 25 December 2013


Our skin ochered
With past actions,
Our hearts bathed
In oils that never dry,
We stand in the lee of walls
And think about the wind.


Wednesday, 18 December 2013

Nomen est omen

“If we have not quiet in our minds, outward comfort will do no more for us than a golden slipper on a gouty foot”, John Bunyan (1628-1688)

Bunyan?  There's something afoot...

Friday, 13 December 2013

Wrong label

Decades ago, in a Dublin bar, I met a woman who thought that I, an Englishman, was Danish; I like to think it was due to my height or my flaxen tuft, but I have a feeling it was in reaction to my elided words (it had been a long evening).
A still more disturbing misidentification was that of the unfortunate “Ringerl”, pictured above. Ringerl was a female Olinguito wrongly classified as an Olingo, (Olinguitos were identified as a species only this year). Between 1967 and 1976, in an effort to get her to breed, Ringerl was paired to male Olingos in five zoos across the United States. Not surprisingly nothing happened. It would be the equivalent of expecting a woman to couple with a chimpanzee or even a fair-haired beanpole who's enthusing about “fayltaksidermi”.