Ordering drinks in Spanish

We are at the flat. Everything has worked out fine: the journey, our connections and now amazing sense of space. We…

Packing to leave

‘Passport?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Flight info?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Euros?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Underpants?’ The book glares at me. ‘What do you take me for?’ ‘It…

The book has had a fall, and now we are sitting in a waiting room, waiting to be seen. This…

Recently I have been reading the exquisite prose of Janna Malamud Smith, in her book-length meditation on creativity: An Absorbing Errand:…

We have left the house. At first our walking is clumsy, comical, even. The book is three yards ahead of…

I am at a thing. Canals are there. Sunlight on them, the last tourists, a shifting of the seasons. ‘Soon…

I am delighted to have a new poem, ‘Sunlight’, for my dear friend Peter Carpenter, published at The Stare’s Nest.…

Yesterday I listened to a dialogue between Debbie Millman and Seth Godin on art-making, resistance, anxiety, how the internet has changed…

Heaven on Earth Now that it is night, you fetch the wash from outer space, from the frozen…

because of the words and because of the books because of the woman in the anorak at the swimming baths…

It’s hard to describe. One day your are fine, not quite the same (age will do this to you), then…

I am delighted to have a new poem, Some More Strategies for the End of the World, published today at…

Though you may disappear, you’re not forgotten here And I will say to you, I will do what I can…

The book and I are passing each other messages through a third party. Neither of us bothers with the niceties…

Nine years ago today I was diagnosed with non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma, a cancer of the white blood cells. Even though I have…

Days Each one is a gift, no doubt, mysteriously placed in your waking hand or set upon your forehead moments…

Hamlet The buzz subsides. I have come on stage. Leaning in an open door I try to detect from…

I am visiting the book. We have already been through a lot together, including the part where I killed it and…