Walk
Door
'I've just been out for a lovely walk'
Positioning
Clearing
The Sycamores
The poetry professor queries his student
To Do This Thing
Prey Brought Down
August Caterpillar
Gwen
What my riding teacher told me
Bringing in the Horses
Home Turf
The Twelfth Day of Christmas
Lleucu
View from Barclodiad y Gawres
The Nature of Light
Thursday Morning
Because the Poet
Why I write
After WCW (and Peter Finch)
Dahlia
Waiting for the 11.56 at Llandudno Junction
Avalokiteśvara on the day his Great Composition was born
Getting down off the fence
Playing with the Boys
Magda's Song
Autobiography 1
Rant of the Buckled Feet
Dearest you are in hell again
The 'C' Snag
Owen Huw's Winter Holiday
Autobiography 2
Torn Xmas Card
Because I can't tell you to your face
The boy who hated stew
Letter to the Welsh Pony and Cob Society
Thirtieth of December
Speaking as a Familiar
Sunday Afternoon
After Oz's funeral
Going gentle
