Happy James Schuyler Day

To celebrate what I now think of as James Schuyler day, I am reposting June 30, 1974. Happy … More

Open letter to James Schuyler

Dear James (may I call you James?) Though it’s been a while (at least ten years, maybe more) it feels as … More

after Shawna Lemay Write a poem about the rain. Or the wind. Write about what you learned at university. … More

Going There is an evening coming in Across the fields, one never seen before, That lights no lamps. Silken … More

Here are my most frequently-read blog posts of 2018, according to my WordPress stats. First, from the Lifesaving Poems … More

As I was saying the book that I bought and then did not read and which caught my eye recently is Now … More

So in an effort to live deeply and not widely, amongst other things I have been looking at the shelves … More

Below Zero We are at a party that doesn’t love us. At last the party lets its mask drop and … More

The Curtain Falls Suddenly a life is over – Ends with such serious charades The Dean makes lame quips … More

As promised last week, here is my presentation of the paper I co-wrote with Sue Dymoke in which we argue on … More

Listening to the wonderful array of speakers at the Foyle Young Poets symposium on Monday, I tried to think back … More

‘Even the poetic world is social’ (Bakhtin, 1981, 300). This time next week, Saturday 23 June, I will be presenting … More

Poem Without Sleep All the things that could happen to the baby came to me last night as I … More

It is odd to speak of missing someone you never met, but this is how I feel about the American … More

My first reader was a man called Fergus. A friend of a flatmate at university, I never got to … More

Reading Frank O’Hara in the Hospital 1 The IV drips its slow news. So long, lean and turbulent morning! … More

In a Church No, no time for this the outside clamours to be heard, the books, you see, … More

Towards the end of my treatment for cancer in 2006 I had one of the most profound conversations of … More