‘Awful but cheerful’ is the final phrase and line of ‘The Bight‘, by Elizabeth Bishop. I’ve always felt that the … More
Category: Reading Poetry
Badly-lit
I was at a thing. Very rarely for me, it was my own thing, only my second in front of … More
The dead streetlamp
I thought of it before I knew I had remembered it. Just the word ‘then’. Rereading and searching at speed … More
New crushes
As I try to hold on to beginner’s mind, I recall the practice of falling in love at a moment’s … More
Praise the Rain
Praise the Rain Praise the rain; the seagull diveThe curl of plant, the raven talk—Praise the hurt, the house slackThe … More
Not a ‘thin’ year for poetry
It was one of those throwaway remarks made by one writer, male, to another, ditto, in one of those books … More
#NaBloPoMo 17 – Coffee? (meditation on a blog post by Josephine Corcoran)
If you came round for coffee these days you’d be offered decaff. Doctor’s orders, I’d say. And against my better … More
A household name
I turn the radio on and switch it off again, unable to settle to anything. There is still no sign … More
No one you know
‘You look upset.’ ‘I am upset,’ I say. ‘Well, not so much upset as disappointed.’ ‘Want to talk about it?’ … More
