The blank space

Dear Friends Like the closed down (but still creative) shop window of Top Shop I saw on an early morning … More

The bombed cathedral

One of the touchstones that I would add to those I blogged about last week is a marvellous section from … More

The problem with having had the gleam is that for it to mean anything, work has to ensue. I hate … More

When someone asks me am I working on something, I never really know what to say. I want to answer … More

Just over a year ago I wrote a blog post talking about my ‘tired frame of mind’ and intention to … More

The Fear of Poetry In this moment when we facehorizons and conflicts widerthan ever before, we want our resources,the ways … More

I have walked into the grief. I have walked into brave space, mine and others’. I have sat in … More

I am tired. Though I write from a place of privilege and of safety, I am tired. Tired of feeling … More

I can’t be alone in experiencing the coronavirus crisis and resulting lockdown as something of an infringement on my … More