Empathy and New Year

Empathy and New Year A notion like that of empathy inspires great distrust in us, because it connotes a further … More

‘Clear of the wheel of myself’: Workshopping Michael Laskey’s ‘Bike’

Bike You, who have borne three sons of mine, still bear my weight routinely, transporting me. An odd … More

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

As the summer holiday season takes hold, I am posting an old blog post or two from the archive. See … More

To celebrate what I now think of as James Schuyler day, I am reposting June 30, 1974. Happy … More

and (Dear James) it occurs to me now, just thinking out loud, that in a way Kenneth and Frank … More

I’ve been thinking a lot recently about the ‘poets I go back to’ idea, that I first came across in … More

Dear James (may I call you James?) Though it’s been a while (at least ten years, maybe more) it feels as … More

For the final Saturday in Lent, and the final post of this LentBlog series, I have great pleasure in reposting … More

This being a Saturday in Lent, I am reblogging a favourite post from my archives. Here is one of … More

after Shawna Lemay Write a poem about the rain. Or the wind. Write about what you learned at university. … More

Today is Saturday, and as with other Saturdays this Lent I am reposting a favourite blog post from my archive. … More

after Mark Halliday Because of the writing days. And because The discovery will not happen on its own, unprompted, … More

This is a Saturday in Lent, so I am reposting a favourite older post from my archives. See you on … More

This being a Saturday in Lent, I am reposting a favourite blog post from my archives. See you after the … More

Ann Sansom is one of my all-time favourite people, poets or normal, ever. I count myself fortunate to have worked … More

Each Saturday of this LentBlog series I am going to post an old post from my archives. Here is one … More

A line that has really been haunting me recently is ‘Horses turned out into a cold field have it’ from … More

Waiting for the Barbarians What are we waiting for, assembled in the forum? The barbarians are due here today. … More

Going There is an evening coming in Across the fields, one never seen before, That lights no lamps. Silken … More