a ceaseless tryst poem Read more... unknowing you poem Read more... unknown poem Read more... time poem Read more... You got this poem Read more... the first time prose/red Read more... Wearing you is hard poem Read more... An ode to my anxiety poem Read more... Rifling marks poem Read more... i am glass poem Read more... Del AmitriSome other suckers parade My first impression of England, through the train window, was that it’s flat. It’s really, really flat. music Read more... Del AmitriDel Amitri music Read more... Del AmitriTwisted Music. Songs. These are not simply sound. They represent, illustrate and then, ultimately, hold keys to entire slices of our lives. They are the forward, the soundtrack, and the epilogue to our journeys. music Read more... Del AmitriChange (mostly) everything I should have actually listened more carefully. The facts were already there, right in front of me. Finding love was always going to be like trying to tell the clouds not to pour. Like trying to drain a swimming pool with a spoon. music Read more... Del AmitriWaking Hours They are the only band who have been a tangible part of my conscience for my entire adult life. There are times I’ve briefly drifted away but I’ve always gravitated back, as if they were my emotional centre of gravity. music Read more...