On certain afternoons I am certain it has come back. A twinge in my right side, where the pain … More
Category: Lawrence Sail
Why do it?
because of the words and because of the books because of the woman in the anorak at the swimming baths … More
Just another Wednesday
Days Each one is a gift, no doubt, mysteriously placed in your waking hand or set upon your forehead moments … More
Don’t clap
I once heard Andrew Motion give a poetry reading at a day-conference for teachers, writers and writers in education. There … More
Gratitude
I’m grateful to you, you see. I wanted to tell you. –Raymond Carver (‘For Tess’) A kind, wise man once … More
Lawrence Sail’s love
The Lack of You Level as any water, constant as clock-time,the lack of you has occupied the house.It is an … More
When one poet rescues another poet
Deep Third Man(poem for a retired wicket-keeper)That leg-side stumping of yourshangs safe in the memory(if not of the man you … More
