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"I think writing a poem is like taking off your clothes -
slowly stripping stuff off till you get down to the real thing -
but you don't get arrested for it (mostly)."
Susan Utting

"Beyond the attractions of their sensuous diction
her finest poems accomplish a strikingly steady focus,
both compassionate and uncompromising"
Elizabeth Garrett


The memory of orange is more neon-tangerine
than retro chic would have it; back then
it zinged, went psychedelic next to purple,
hurt your eyes like Riley's zigzags and those
op-art monochromes made cool by Quant,
Courrèges's blinding white,The Knack and
dash-bright Mondrian. And there was Marilyn
in every colour on the chart and then some,
narrowing her eyes at you, like after-image
after after-image.And now you have to stare
at the light, or knuckle rub your eyes to see
the froth and spangle turn jazz to a vision thing,
to get that dazzle, all the dayglo shimmer,
the back-then shock of flaming orange.