Published by Anthony Wilson
I am a lecturer, poet and writing tutor. I work in teacher and medical education at the University of Exeter. My anthology Lifesaving Poems, based on the blog of the same name, is available from Bloodaxe Books. Love for Now, my memoir of cancer, is published by Impress Books. Deck Shoes, a book of prose memoir and criticism, and The Afterlife, my fifth book of poems, are available now from Impress Books and Worple Press. My current research project is Young Poets' Stories: https://youngpoetsstories.com/. This blog is archived by the British Library.
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Great poem, sir! Mud might have a beef in this matter, though, and it tends to be sensitive about things.
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Mud is sensitive.
Loves dishing it out. But can’t take it when the boot is on the other foot.
Thank you, as ever
A
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Anthony, I believe you have mud figured out! This may need to be saved for another poem on the matter. Take care–J
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Loved the poem and its (continental) drift! Still adore the dew-soak of an early-morning garden in spring, though! Edward Thomas’s ‘Except to prove the sweetness of a shower’ lurks modestly between your equally beautiful lines.
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Thank you. I do love that Edward Thomas poem, so perhaps there is a ghost of it in there somewhere.
As ever with gratitude
Anthony
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