The gallery of the writer, Paul Southern.


 

 

 

Man is the astronaut

The pilot of the stars

Woman is his gravity

That pulls him back from Mars.

We met at King's Cross

Sweltering

Your circle, my Piccadilly

Central Line desires had seemed so thrilling.

 

Two worlds cannot live side by side

When cultures clash

One will die

SPQR and Celtic tribes.

  Laparoscopy  

  The Tube Strike 

  When Worlds Collide