Dear Cancer

Dear Cancer It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Fifteen years, to be precise. To the day. Amazing to realise it … More

Courage

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

Dear John Smith I was deeply saddened to hear that you died earlier this year in March. I am told … More

Poem Without Sleep All the things that could happen to the baby came to me last night as I … More

A passerby comes up to my group and hands us a brown paper bag. ‘It’s full of flat whites,’ she … More

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

The way I found out, just as with my diagnosis, was via a segment of a conversation about other things. … More

I am delighted to welcome Helena Nelson to continue our series on overlooked poets. Andrew Waterhouse and the Seventh … More

The thing about having cancer was that it was pretty obvious what was going on. I had been feeling fairly … More