Brother, genius

One of the central influences on my life is not a poet in the usual sense of the word,…

Losing My Ambition

Towards the end of my treatment for cancer in 2006 I had one of the most profound conversations of…

I went home the other day. I mean home-home, where I was born, and where my parents still live.…

These are some of the things I have learned during the recent industrial action taken by my union, the UCU,…

Diving into the Wreck First having read the book of myths, and loaded the camera, and checked the edge of…

An Horatian Notion The thing gets made, gets built, and you’re the slave who rolls the log beneath the block,…

from A New Guide 7 Look at this arch. It is part of a building more than seven hundred years old.…

from Cats and a Cock We walk the streets of the dark city, placards at back light in our heads,…

One of the most inspiring things about being involved in the UCU USS pensions strike has been the outpouring of…

Five Minutes Of Work 4.23.2009 Attending the PMDS workshop today a 46-page page performance document to be discussed in…

Monday: people are starting to recognise each other on my picket line. They exchange news of how the strike is…

Try to Praise the Mutilated World Try to praise the mutilated world. Remember June’s long days, and wild strawberries, drops…

The Way Things Work is by admitting or opening away. This is the simplest form of current: Blue moving…

Day of Song, Day of Silence The strange crying sounds of the peacocks on the private school grounds…

Things I Learned at University How to bike on cobblestones and where to signal right. How to walk through doors…

A passerby comes up to my group and hands us a brown paper bag. ‘It’s full of flat whites,’ she…

Calling Him Back from Layoff I called a man today. After he said hello and I said hello came a…

Invisible Work Because no one could ever praise me enough, because I don’t mean these poems only but the unseen…