The woman at the workshop

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

Thingless

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

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

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

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

As I did last year, I will be taking a break from uploading new posts to this blog over August. … More

How I put The Art of Falling together In May 2012 my first pamphlet If We Could Speak Like Wolves … More

On Literary Envy “Comparison is the thief of joy” –Teddy Roosevelt You wake up one morning. You check in … More

This is the second in a series of Guest Blog Posts that I am hosting this year. More are … More

after and with apologies to Mark Halliday The missing blog post has gone AWOL. Never sure of its place in … More

My deep thanks to Maria Taylor, who has written the most lovely appreciation of Lifesaving Poems. Thank you Maria for capturing its … More

“A poem begins with a lump in the throat; a homesickness or a love sickness. It is a reaching-out toward … More

Dear Peter Cover-to-cover and back-to-back twice, as I do, once before sleeping, then between zeds on a train woken to Tickets, … More

The Sofas, Fogs, and Cinemas I have lived it, and lived it, My nervous, luxury civilisation, My sugar-loving nerves have … More

Now that we might finally be getting one, I found myself wondering recently how many of my Lifesaving Poems choices were about … More

This is the first in a series of guest blog posts by writers I admire. Having enjoyed speaking and reading … More

Lifesaving Poems has arrived Well, it has finally arrived. The anthology which began life as a blog, which began life as … More

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