My good friend Kitch and I recently re-ignited our mutual love for poet Carol Ann Duffy. If a picture could say a thousand words, her words could fill a gallery. With every line my vision is clearer! I love this!

Anne Hathaway

‘Item I gyve unto my wief my second best bed…’

(from Shakespeare’s will)

The bed we loved in was a spinning world

of forests, castles, torchlight, clifftops, seas

where he would dive for pearls. My lover’s words

were shooting stars which fell to earth as kisses

on these lips; my body now a softer rhyme

to his, now echo, assonance; his touch

a verb dancing in the centre of a noun.

Some nights, I dreamed he’d written me, the bed

a page beneath his writer’s hands. Romance

and drama played by touch, by scent, by taste.

In the other bed, the best, our guests dozed on,

dribbling their prose. My living laughing love-

I hold him in the casket of my widow’s head

as he held me upon that next best bed.


I just re-read …


I just re-read the March 26th post, and despite writing it myself find it extremely baffling. I can only imagine what you think.  The life and times and mess of alexandrakhalif.


Soo, it has finally arrived! 18 months later it is in stores NOW. The London 2012 collection for Adidas is perfect for every occasion from gym to festival to hang out to everything else. Go and look. Go and buy. Adidas now!! Hello Alexandra Gardner. (I will drop Khalif for this time only.)

It can be very …


It can be very easy to give advice, and very rewarding to give good advice. The real ultimate test though, is to follow your own, and make improvements to your life. If you are not happy with something, change it. yes. If only we had all the power. Now I feel like I have no power at all. Like life is a longer waiting game than I ever expected.

Somebody recently told me that they view every situation or opportunity as an example of profit and loss. They remove feeling from every decision and focus on the real, hard facts. As much as this is kilometres away from my ‘human’ life philosophy, maybe I/maybe we could think about this.

Perhaps it won’t happen like I thought, but I hope that it will happen in the end. Happy Monday.

From Robert Fra…


From Robert Frank ‘Storylines’.

‘Stories are necessary, enchanting, evocative things; but they can also be the means by which our dreams are traduced or defused, defiled or filed away. We learn to read sidewise. We learn to read by the light of secret planets and signs.’