Will Vigar

poet. writer. imposter.

The Tiny Infinity

I’ve an app that shows me the position of the stars. I hold infinity in one hand. Meanwhile outside the stars still shine. Infinity in the flesh.

March 23, 2023 · Leave a comment

The Red Shoes

I’ve recently been in hospital for a major and life-altering operation; fetching gown, no? I came out of the anaesthetic. I wrote this on my phone, almost immediately. I have … Continue reading

December 19, 2022 · Leave a comment

himanimalwail

The third piece about the 80’s HIV crisis. It’s been weird writing about this stuff and has brought up some awful memories. I guess this can be seen as ‘therapy’ … Continue reading

August 4, 2022 · Leave a comment

Rockall Mugs

I was absolutely thrilled when I got a message from the Rockall Research people last week. They had seen my word cloud/poem/poster and asked if they could use it on … Continue reading

February 26, 2022 · Leave a comment

Lullaby

November 3, 2021 · Leave a comment

Heligoland (German Bight)

1. Dismay To the dismay of ornithologists the birds rise and flee. Starlings startled by deep thrumming scatter; their murmuration disrupted, the air thickened by the chop of rotol blades. … Continue reading

October 21, 2021 · Leave a comment

A Psalm of Stone

Quite a long read this one, handily broken up into small sections. Research, discovery, spirituality, TV, poetry… it’s a mixed bag/experimental approach (for me anyway) Hope you enjoy it. A … Continue reading

May 1, 2021 · Leave a comment

Succotash

With apologies to everyone who has already seen this of Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and all that… but I’ve had an essay published by the London Magazine entitled “Psychogeography and Succotash. … Continue reading

May 1, 2021 · 1 Comment

It’s Pissing Down On Rockall

Since I made the decision to take some time out from my PhD, I’ve not really felt much like writing. I’ve read a lot, but the stress of my recent … Continue reading

February 15, 2021 · 1 Comment

Oh Hey!

Look! Submerged my poetic polemic about post-brexit Britain is back from the printers! Angsty, angry and bleak, it’s a bricolage stream-of-conscious outpouring for the disenfranchised European that fuses, original poetry, … Continue reading

December 17, 2020 · Leave a comment