A quiet moment

I can’t be alone in experiencing the coronavirus crisis and resulting lockdown as something of an infringement on my … More

Afterwards

Greenbelt Festival, Friday 23rd August Outside, it is a very warm 28º. Inside our tented venue the canvass and stage … More

I nearly went back on Twitter the other day. Not once, but several times. One of my very lovely relatives … More

As we get to the business end of Lent, in the week the church still names Holy, I have been … More

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

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

I’m hoping that by the end of the week we may be nearer to a political solution to the national … More

Having left FB a week or two ago and quickly decided before I could persuade myself to do otherwise to … More

Dear Facebook I thought I would write to let you know that after years of thinking (and even talking) … More

‘What have you learned, do you think?’ the book says. ‘Do you mind, I’m trying to have a bath!’ ‘Now … More

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

I am taking a break from writing brand new blog posts over the summer. Instead of posting new work I … More

Nothing much is happening. The book has gone out for the evening, leaving me alone, with, well, just me. I … More

The Secret Two girls discover the secret of life in a sudden line of poetry. I who don’t know the … More

Dear Ant Looking forward to 2015 it’s tempting to think it will never reach the heights of 2014. Big mistake. Huge. … More

Mark Doty had it. And John Hartley Williams. And Esther Morgan. And Roy Blackman, introducing Mark Doty talking about Whitman. … More

I once heard Andrew Motion give a poetry reading at a day-conference for teachers, writers and writers in education. There … More

I Am Not I I am not I. I am this one walking beside me whom I do not … More