A new Archive page

Today I have published a new Archive page on this blog. It contains links to all of the blog posts … More

A list of found poems

As the holiday season continues I repost this list of various found poems that I have made over the … More

As the summer holidays take over I am re-posting the odd blog post from my archive. To celebrate the start … More

Poems hatch Poems hatch from memory, fantasy, the need to communicate with the living, the dead, the unborn. Poems come … More

Here is a list of the found poems I have been posting over the summer, including older posts from last … More

A writer, I think, is someone who pays attention to the world. That means trying to understand, take in, connect … More

A breath of our mouth Becomes the portrait of the world, The type of our thoughts And our feelings … More

Consider what value, What meaning Is enclosed even In the smallest Of our daily habits, In the hundred possessions Which … More

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

How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. What we do with this hour, and … More

Every year, the bright Scandinavian summer nights fade away without anyone noticing. One evening in August you have an errand … More

The only real difference between people is not health or illness but the way each holds onto a sense of … More

I think I am probably in love with silence, that other world. And that I write, in some way, to … More

Recently I have been reading the exquisite prose of Janna Malamud Smith, in her book-length meditation on creativity: An Absorbing Errand: … More