left, hat in hand, by the last train,
travelled, light as ever, late as
ever, the light fading, night falling,
note, saying nothing, but his name
Ray Malone born in Malta to an Irish father and English mother. Living and working as artist, writer and translator in Berlin, Germany. Occasionally published in so-called small magazines in the U.K. Recently completed a year-long daily project entitled mea·sures. Further projects: ‘7/seven’ written in April this year, and ‘NINE’ ongoing.