A Blessing in Disguise

A Blessing in Disguise Yes, they are alive and can have those colors, But I, in my soul, am alive … More

The Year of Living Deeply 7: Another chance meeting with Ashbery

I was in a waiting room, having cycled, a bit out of breath, a book on my knee, trying to … More

So in an effort to live deeply and not widely, amongst other things I have been looking at the shelves … More

As promised last week, here is my presentation of the paper I co-wrote with Sue Dymoke in which we argue on … More

‘What else are you not telling me?’ says the book. ‘Nothing,’ I say. The book rolls its eyes, gives a … More

Barely any bird-life since the gales. A robin’s song this morning, from behind the curtains. And yesterday one tiny blue … More

Dear Friends Here are the blog posts which you read most often in 2017, according to my WordPress stats: … More

It was one of those throwaway remarks made by one writer, male, to another, ditto, in one of those books … More

Sometimes poems aren’t literal representations of anything. Sometimes a poem just exists as something else in the universe that you … More