The Layers I have walked through many lives, some of them my own, and I am not who I … More
Tag: Grief
On the Edge
On the Edge After your mother dies, you will learn to live on the edge of life, to brace … More
Practice
Practice To weep unbidden, to wake at night in order to weep, to wait for the whisker on the face … More
Grandmaman
A few words about the piece below. I wrote the first draft of it in 1989, a year after the … More
Dreaming about X
I dreamt about my friend X last night. I don’t think I normally dream about him, and don’t recall having … More
Lifesaving Poems: Ann Gray’s ‘mercifully ordain that we may become aged together’
It was such a privilege to read from the cornucopia of talent assembled in Lifesaving Poems at the Greenbelt Festival over … More
Bookmark
Made of orange card, it’s an outline of my son’s hand. Comprising two sections, one his tiny, spread fingers, … More
Lifesaving Poems: Pablo Neruda’s ‘The Dead Woman’ (La Muerta)
The Dead Woman If suddenly you do not exist, if suddenly you no longer live, I shall live on. … More
Guest blog post: David Ferry’s ‘Lake Water’, by Martyn Crucefix
This is the second in a series of guest blog posts about poets who have been overlooked and who should … More
