A Most Unsymphonic Pigeon is a place where my procrastinations can gather, workshop things, swap knitting patterns, join unions, and basically amplify their strength against creative projects of supposedly greater significance.

Fifty Year Ditty

if I told you I was an alien… as a reason why… that would make more sense

probably

to you & me both

I am almost dead now; I hope you’re well

flowers, children

tea, dogs and other organic matter will sing differently to you when I’m gone

if not, wait a wee while

take note of those little handcrafted universes. japanese steel. sinker redwood tops. colourful socks. ireland 

invest heavily in them

stand still only when you’ve heard all the ancient lineaments ringing out in pubs around the world

make some time to see In The Mood For Love

we’re not meant for anything more than that.

Zoe & Ari: Left of Centre…Part 1.