spotlight on . . . stream song (v. ii)

a weeping heart sinks toward water
in low levelling finds her kin
a stream she dreams sat by singing
rill harmonies of tears gush seaward
from all her dripping siblings, trampled

A. H / K.H-H (17th April & 29th June 2019)

This version is a slight rewrite that I published just over a year ago — maybe a trans poem, but it goes far beyond that, a human poem. I enjoy writing these short, as it turns out kind of square in shape poems that I’ve tried to make coherent in imagery – there are a few I’ve written now. I was glad to read I think Auden thought writing such small verses was a good training, he related them to a Welsh form.

There are quite a number of my spotlit poems now, you can find them listed here:


long summers’ sleep
to wake for a harvest
gather what’s good
starts to clear rot

A. H / K. H-H (25th & 26th June 2020)

xxv (2020)

threads a mess
spindle unfurled
fatally out of control
we spool we spool we spool
like spooning ocean
out of a rowing boat

A. H/ K. H-H (15th June 2020)

spotlight on . . . Homozoic

Oil and gas
rule the world
a bloodline whisper bleeds,
ancient conspiracy of trees,
our carbon must be freed.

Reptile blood interest
wakes with warmth,
watches, working us
they, silent, see:
stared toward their dream,

K. H-H / A. H (2016/2017?)

poem xxvii (2020)

and so mute swan your glide was lost
frantic in the wreckage of your nest
all nests blown anti-cyclone
storm seeded hurricane breath
flattened trees, rooves blown off
locked into a comic swim
swan tutu’d mute, another thing

A. H / K. H-H (22 & 24th June 2020)

another day on the rocks

trolls roll barrels
of Diogenic cynics
naked, pure, virgins
of the quarried world
the Trolldom can’t abide
must make collide
with the rocks at the bottom
of their 1 in 2 slope
gradiant of dissidence
in the Stone Kingdom

A. H / K. H-H (15th June 2020)


i didn’t understand
but insisted i did
that they don’t understand
but act on it

i’ll never get to show
my missing pieces
the golden dismissal
of black heart eclipses

A. H / K. H-H (24th June 2020)

the quest for fusion

poem from a workshop in response to Moniza Alvi’s’ beautiful poem ‘How the World Split in Two’

xxii (2020)

willow weep and briar
rose beside her thorn
sky weeps our dream
we drink until we flood

A. H / K. H-H (8th June 2020)

xxi (2020)

it is June
the sun mounts toward its height
the holly listens to the lesson

A. H / K. H-H (8th June 2020)

our weather changes

our weather changes
blown cloud-grey drizzle-rain fresh
we are grass drunk and green

A. H / K. H-H (8th June 2020)

xx (2020)

your efforts wash away
in drains
with all the others’

A. H / K. H-H (1st June 2020)

xix (2020)

broken branches
leaf and twig
the trees disagreed
with the wind
in May

A.H / K.H-H (25th May 2020)

xviii (2020)

a foot tap paralysis
inner ringer singing
ring a ring a rosies
driven like children
action begins
began, begun, stung
impossible, frozen
a demon theme builds
unknown not quite
tardive dyskinetic
unsung bottled up
by wizard listeners
who shake
sparkling drinkers
to build pressure
the foot tap increases
until, until you just listen
to tickling breezes
paralysis released
you hiss to a whistle
aswim in the wind
unspilling physics
into songs like this

A.H / K.H-H (25&26th May 2020)

xvii (2020)

driven foot tap in paralysis
you burst to talk yet can’t
all the helpers come in
on the wrong page
some determined
to shut you up

A. H / K. H-H (26th May 2020)

xvi (2020)

i heard my name
uttered on the light
heart sure
my letter arrived

A. H / K. H-H (25th May 2020)

xv (2020)

never to walk in apple orchards
as May blossoms bless the wedded year
is not now unusual for humans
separated from earth’s delight

A. H / K. H-H (18th May 2020)

xiv (2020)

prose may tie you down
build a labyrinth of sense –
sit still silently

A. H / K. H-H (18th May 2020)

xiii (2020)

full moon, tide tired, turns dark
its Sisyphean thirst dry in night
tongue black hidden sky haunt
your jealous seas will wake again
pull ocean roar to slake tranquility

A. H/ K. H-H (18th May 2020)

xii (2020)

xii (2020)

caught on your key of being

door open beauty beckons

snagged by cardi, some strap

or a leash, tethering

behind you twisted never free

frantic focus for your tone

tea spilt, tables out of reach

until you stop to breathe

step back a pace, this room

just like the others, when

you forget to need solutions

when like Hannay in his traps
you’re flexible, gracious, playful

adapt to distil heaven in this moment

then step free with it forwards

where everything is going on

A. H/ K. H-H (18th May 2020)

a green thought

seething in foliage
half visible underneath
leaf broken branches breaking leaf
cage support for swaying dances
sheaf of skirts all a’twirl
shivering in air’s heaving
rare the truly broken limb
so pass seasonal advances
the dispensation of the sun

A. H / K. H-H (15th May 2020)

xi (2020)

some tide has moved the season of a heart
grafted growth saps rose to roots
cut back unseasoned years all winter harsh
dead wood now sparks green
but must proceed with caution
to bud the rose anew again
suddenly all of a floribunda
pink and white, both
dreamtide high in blossom fullness

A. H/ K.H-H (12th, 15th & 16th May 2020)

girlhood, coming out

it is not easy

to contain yourself

as you begin to lift

your own lockdown

A. H/ K. H-H (11th May 2020)

x (2020)

on one unsayable subject

he didn’t know his poison

cess sump pool pit

a dump for all frustration

quite safe he thought

as it can never be neared

until he met a shadow queen

and his unspeakable was spoken

A. H / K. H-H (11th May 2020)

ix (2020)

it is possible to fall

in confusion and attack

from kindness’ happy heights

to a world then granite faced
to rediscover why you are

kind and so to start to build

upon your hill again

A. H/ K. H-H (11th May 2020)

viii 2020

if the moon were blue

what shade would it be

and were the sky pink

what would we think

but if each moment’s riches

made up our knee deep bog

somewhere deep inside

we must know who we’d be

A. H / K. H-H (11th May 2020)

vii (2020)

there is a quality of kindness
that sometimes i detect
it’s knowingness of unkindness
locked away and chained

there is a quality of unkindness
that it has never known
the possibility that kindness
may melt a brittle smile

A. H / K. H-H (11th May 2020)


we take our readings of the world
to navigate
but the sea-lanes are defined
the oceans known

we take our readings of the world
to know what we’re allowed
the fields, the lakes, the countryside
are largely enclosed

A.H / K. H-H (11th May 2020)