Will Vigar

poet. writer. imposter.

Going Home: Keats – Episode 25

May 18th Mook seemed in a better mood today. Spiggy decided that something urgent needed doing, so undoing more rooms wouldn’t be the best idea. I don’t really think he … Continue reading

November 6, 2016 · Leave a comment

Alberto and Jeff- Of Cats and Monkeys 4

November 6, 2016 · Leave a comment

Going Home: Keats – Episode 24

June 4th Spiggy sleeps closest to the door, so when Mook knocked, I kicked him out to answer it. Mook arrived with breakfast. Breakfast in bed is getting to be … Continue reading

October 19, 2016 · Leave a comment

“Uprooted”

‘You live in your bloody head far too much,’ said Dad, ‘get into the world; away from all those damned books and fancy. We’re building an orchard’ – in the … Continue reading

October 19, 2016 · Leave a comment

Dan Brown, Inferno, the book and the movie.

I have a love/hate relationship with Dan Brown.  One one hand, I know his books are nothing more than potboiler tosh, poorly plotted, poorly paced, poor characterisation, etc., but on … Continue reading

October 16, 2016 · Leave a comment

Going Home: Keats – Episode 23

June 3rd Mook is nowhere to be seen. He’s locked himself away and hasn’t responded except to push a note under his door that says ‘I’m okay’. Spiggy just rolled … Continue reading

October 15, 2016 · Leave a comment

Alberto and Jeff- Of Cats and Monkeys 3

October 15, 2016 · Leave a comment

Three Aromatic Poems

…a thruppence ha’penny heart attack.

September 29, 2016 · Leave a comment

Bridgnorth (Impressionist)

The Funicular purring; It’s winding gear and bull heads grind, chasing the heady scent of lavender underhill   while warm rain blots spatter the rosemary and sweet pea plants in … Continue reading

September 14, 2016 · Leave a comment

Alberto and Jeff- Of Cats and Monkeys 2

August 25, 2016 · Leave a comment