Nowhere Poet

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

A Fergus

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

Here is a story about a recent failure of mine. It all started with an idea, which I knew, just … More

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

I went home the other day. I mean home-home, where I was born, and where my parents still live. … More

Diving into the Wreck First having read the book of myths, and loaded the camera, and checked the edge of … More

An Horatian Notion The thing gets made, gets built, and you’re the slave who rolls the log beneath the block, … More

from A New Guide 7 Look at this arch. It is part of a building more than seven hundred years old. … More

from Cats and a Cock We walk the streets of the dark city, placards at back light in our heads, … More

Five Minutes Of Work 4.23.2009 Attending the PMDS workshop today a 46-page page performance document to be discussed in … More

Try to Praise the Mutilated World Try to praise the mutilated world. Remember June’s long days, and wild strawberries, drops … More

The Way Things Work is by admitting or opening away. This is the simplest form of current: Blue moving … More

Day of Song, Day of Silence The strange crying sounds of the peacocks on the private school grounds … More

Things I Learned at University How to bike on cobblestones and where to signal right. How to walk through doors … More

Calling Him Back from Layoff I called a man today. After he said hello and I said hello came a … More

Invisible Work Because no one could ever praise me enough, because I don’t mean these poems only but the unseen … More