Not exactly good riddance

Just a few hours left of 2021. Time to reflect on what this year has been. Until a week or … More

Lone wolf

I am deeply grateful to Hilary Menos and Andy Brodie at The Friday Poem for taking a new poem of … More

To continue this season of not, where I have been reposting old blog posts and links to some others, I … More

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

There were just a few of us in the room, gathered round a table. I had been invited to speak. … More

The YouTube clip below is a recording of a reading I made last week for the University of Exeter Guild … More

It wasn’t all rain. There were rainbows among which Shawna has blogged about fountain pens again. Honestly, she could do … More

Here are the blog posts that you read most in 2020 As I click through the links I am surprised … More

Courage It is in the small things we see it. The child’s first step, as awesome as an earthquake. … More

I can’t be alone in experiencing the coronavirus crisis and resulting lockdown as something of an infringement on my … More

Struggling I haven’t had time to stand and fart recently, and you’re wanting me to work on a relationship? That … More

There were just a few of us in the room, gathered round a table. I had been invited to … More

The way I found out, just as with my diagnosis, was via a segment of a conversation about other things. … More

The thing about having cancer was that it was pretty obvious what was going on. I had been feeling fairly … More

I was at a thing. There were just a few of us in the room, gathered round a table. I … More

I am delighted to have a new poem, To Spring, published today at Sarah James’s blog, in With You In … More

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

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