
Which way out? Down is upside down up is not what it used to be Which way to the familiar where the predictable seemed to be real? Which way to rise above the untaught history which left us blind? Which way forward to undo, redo, or never do again what once we did? What we weren't ready for or maybe never are, let's help each other rise let us begin again. © Ali Grimshaw 2020
Writing together provides a mirror for us to process life in a safe place where we have all agreed to listen with compassion. Thank you to all of you who have written with me in the last few months. I am so very grateful to share this journey with you. I have added this new date and time to open up the invitation to others in different time zones. Let’s connect across the boarders. Stay safe my friends.
tended affectionately
organic prizes plumped
primed by summer's passion
heat and BB King's blues
quenching warmth
gathering of sunlit kisses
red ripe to tango
with your tongue and mine
slip into my backyard
delight in this tender flesh
this ready to please moment
of this temporary season.
© Ali Grimshaw 2020 (rewrite from 2018)







