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
When one poet rescues another poet
I am taking a break from writing brand new blog posts over the summer. Instead of posting new work I … 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
I first met Lawrence Sail at a private view at a gallery just outside Exeter. My family and I … More
When one poet rescues another poet
I came across Hubert Moore’s fantastic book of poems The Hearing Room (Shoetstring, 2006) via my friend and neighbour Lawrence Sail. In … More
