Courage

Courage It is in the small things we see it. The child’s first step, as awesome as an earthquake. The … More

On Being Chipper

There were just a few of us in the room, gathered round a table. I had been invited to … More

A Tuesday, appropriately. (Tuesday being the day I was formally diagnosed.) Poetic, it strikes me now. But at the time, … More

After they left, the house went very quiet. No one really knew about the quietness but me. I played a … More

We walked into the brunt light, towards the hospital. The air was dry, February-cold. Traffic was going about its business. … More

‘I heard the most amazing thing today. It was a bloke off the radio, don’t remember his name, does that … More

On certain afternoons I am certain it has come back. A twinge in my right side, where the pain … More

Made of orange card, it’s an outline of my son’s hand. Comprising two sections, one his tiny, spread fingers, … More

This is the opening question and answer to an interview with Paul Clyne of Poetry Spotlight, published today. To read … More