Annunciation I was alone at the well. I was doused in shadow and in deed. My yoke lay…
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Advent poems: A new series starting tomorrow
Tomorrow is Sunday 1st December, the start of Advent. Each day during December I am going to post a…
A beautiful thing
‘Hello,’ says the book. ‘I’ve missed you.’ ‘I’ve missed you, too,’ I say. I look at the book for a…
Kind of to a desk
Thank you to the heroic bloggers and poets Josephine Corcoran and Robin Houghton for their recentish posts about their desks.…
Who are you influencing?
In Mind in Society, his seminal book on learning and thinking, the Russian philosopher and psychologist Lev Vygotsky said this:…
In service of silence
Shute Festival, 13 September, St Michael’s Church The audience in pews. September sunlight and warmth still in the air, light…
Where to buy Deck Shoes
I am delighted to announce that my new book of essays Deck Shoes is now on sale. You can buy it direct…
Workshopping Settee in Autumn
Settee in Autumn The leaves change colour and fallon the russet settee. Sticky buds are stuckdown the back of the…
On nearly going back to Twitter
I nearly went back on Twitter the other day. Not once, but several times. One of my very lovely relatives…
An interview at Wombwell Rainbow
Paul Brookes at Wombwell Rainbow has posted an interview with me about my reading and writing life, my influences…
‘Clear of the wheel of myself’: Workshopping Michael Laskey’s ‘Bike’
Bike You, who have borne three sons of mine, still bear my weight routinely, transporting me. An odd…
Notebooks are taking over my life
I am love with making notes. I makes notes in the morning, at bedtime, in the private places, in meetings,…
Climate Sorrow: A found poem, by Susie Orbach
Climate Sorrow To comeinto knowingis to comeinto sorrow. A sorrowthat arrivesas a thud,deadening and fearful.Sorrowis hardto bear. With sorrowcomes griefand…
Launching The Afterlife and Deck Shoes
Dear Friends I am thrilled and delighted to be launching my two new books, The Afterlife (Worple Press) and…
The Year of Living Deeply 29: Specs
At a guess I’ve been wearing them somewhere around the last ten years. Not having inherited my father’s genius…
The Year of Living Deeply 28: The Toffee Crisp Mystery
Phil has been round. I know this because we came home the other night to find a pack of Toffee…
Where to buy The Afterlife
I am delighted to announce that my new book of poems The Afterlife is now on sale. You can buy it…
The Year of Living Deeply 27: The briefcase man
Though I know him, his name escapes me. He is really a friend of a friend of a friend,…
Lifesaving Poems 