A day he won’t have

I had bumped into a friend at the cash machine. We greeted each other, as we always do, with a … More

A bright soul keeps on beating

Dying Nothing to be said about it, and everything – The change of changes, closer or further away: The … More

An artist needs not so much an audience as to feel a need to answer, a promise to respond. … More

I think I need the Other Writer much more than they need me. Off the top of my head I … More

This blog would be nothing without its readers. Thank you to everyone who stopped by, made a comment or a … More

I had bumped into a friend at the cash machine. We greeted each other, as we always do, with a … More

An artist needs not so much an audience, as to feel a need to answer, a promise to respond. Robert … More

Love for Now did not begin with an idea but an illness. As I have written elsewhere, there wasn’t a plan. I … More

Last week I read Antony Dunn‘s marvellous essay about his poetics, ‘To Tell You the Truth’ (from In Their Own … More