can’t say won’t say too hot and the trees are flashing a silver signal: i am a red-eyed dove the breeze a suggestive flailing hiss my eyes heavy with yawning where next is there anywhere left to save oh forgotten legend oh gentleman oh flying pig and the world doesn’t matter any more than it […]

*Vuvuzela-brash, clown-like in black, yellow, green, they tumble in spiked grasses, mere diversions, red-eyed amusements confined to this inconspicuous stretch of dry bush. Up above swallows sport their sleek pedigrees, flaunt the superiority of earned grace through air, while my locusts proclaim themselves inept. “See us fly now,” they croak, “how we swarm!” And our […]

Reflect me some glory, reflect me some fame, reflect me the taste of the Beautiful Game. Reflect me some honour, reflect me some style, reflect me the talent, the vision, the guile, that intangible something, the gift beyond price, instinctive, elusive, the throw of the dice that produces the winner whose every touch is Brazilian, […]