Meditation on an envelope (LentBlog24)

Anne Lamott suggests an index card, and I have used these, but they suggest something pre-planned, organised. The envelope, especially … More

Meditation on a line by Sherwood Anderson (LentBlog20)

‘I’m trying again. A man has to begin over and over – to try to think and feel only in … More

Towards the end of her Greenbelt Festival poetry reading Q and A with Sasha Dugdale in 2017, Rebecca Goss said … More

I always think of myself as working at a rock face. Ninety days out of ninety five, it’s just a … More

After Charles Wright Strives for perfection-ThursdayIs begun day after votingsOld envelope from the hospital) Will not contain … More

When I began blogging almost ten years ago, I felt as though I had been let into the shiny, sugar-scented … More

‘You good?’ says the book. ‘Yup,’ I say. ‘Good, thanks. All good.’ ‘You’re good. So you’re good,’ the book says. … More

A line that has really been haunting me recently is ‘Horses turned out into a cold field have it’ from … More

I am not sure how this is going to turn out. It was something somebody said in response to my … More

Going There is an evening coming inAcross the fields, one never seen before,That lights no lamps. Silken it seems at … More

’Have you seen my coat?’ says the book. ’Nope. You seen mine?’ ’Nope. You look tired. Are you tired?’ ’You … More

‘What’s happening?’ ’Nothing,’ I say. ’Doesn’t look like nothing,’ the book says. ‘It looks like you’re brooding. Are you brooding?’ … More

‘Something looks different,’ the book says. ‘Have you been shaving again?’ ‘You can talk,’ I say. ‘As it happens, … More

‘What’s up?’ says the book. ‘It’s nothing. Really. I’m fine,’ I say. ‘For a person with their head in their … More

To celebrate the life of Mary Oliver, who died a week ago, I present a found poem, taken from the … More

When I first read and began thinking about The Year of Living Deeply one of my instant reactions concerned the impact … More

I was in a waiting room, having cycled, a bit out of breath, a book on my knee, trying to … More

‘Are you afraid?’ says the book. ‘What are you talking about?’ ‘Are you?’ ‘Have I upset you in some way?’ … More