Coming home to Aldeburgh

  A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. Robert Frost … More

The man kept piling things on

  I am driving to a thing. Not a famous thing, an out of the way thing. A classroom, perhaps. … More

The Year of Drinking Water, seven years on (free download)

Seven years ago I published The Year of Drinking Water, a pamphlet of poems, about my experience of non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma (Exeter … More