Will Vigar

poet. writer. imposter.

Monthly Archives: January, 2019

Tidal

In silt and sand awaiting the thellasic lick of high water, flaccid buoys – tethered to mark the edge of aphrodisiac beds – rise in time for the smack and … Continue reading

29/01/2019 · Leave a comment

Kings

An odd poem that came out of nowhere. It’s about a time when I was eight and was convinced I’d seen a dragon… With fingers stained  and sticky from the … Continue reading

27/01/2019 · Leave a comment

Hallsands (Plymouth)

In The London we’d talk of the Skerries, the herring and lobster, the Channel bluster stealing Ma Jones’ dizzy bells from the line –     and other important fripperies … Continue reading

14/01/2019 · Leave a comment

The Wrong Forest

Mean aluminium trees – plastic vines circulating analgesic sap – fail to sway in the bare thoracic snap from tired, syncopating lungs.   Phoney canopy on geometric bough. Silent, motionless … Continue reading

08/01/2019 · Leave a comment