Let’s love today

Let’s love today, the what we have now, this day, not today or tomorrow or yesterday, but this passing moment, … More

Mostly when I’m tired

This is my hard time -Theodore Roethke The mornings I can cope with. Just. Not grabbing my phone before … More

Day four of the Twitter-fast. By the time you read this, day seven. The first thing I notice is the … More

What I want is to – to be present. That’s what I’ve learned. I want to strive for presence, now, … More

Writing my way through bereavement I don’t approve of death. I’m with Edna St Vincent Millay: I am not … More

The end. That’s what the August Bank Holiday means to me. A stiffer breeze in the mornings. The lawn littered with … 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

Don’t Think About A White Horse Coming closer, he turns out to be you – or nearly. Once you … 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

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

An artist needs not so much an audience, as to feel a need to answer, a promise to respond. Robert … 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

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