Acoustic Mirrors (Dover)
A wheatear cocks it’s head neck stuttering as it tries to focus on the insect buzz not comprehending that this is no meal – no mayfly nor mosquito – … Continue reading
Jack Skellington Moment….
What’s this? What’s This! I’m only in the new issue of The London Magazine! Second appearance, third soon. Two poems over three pages, both with a slightly Viking bent… As … Continue reading
Lunar Tattoos – Available Now
I’m thrilled to announce that my first poetry chapbook – called Lunar Tattoos – is now available from Amazon in both eBook and physical form. It’s a collection poems about … Continue reading
Two of the reasons I’m doing a PhD
A Confessional Prose Poem of sorts. i) Martin came by to babysit. I was three and had heard Good Vibrations by the Beach Boys on the radio that morning … Continue reading
Dais
The wrong shoes impede my ascent and I struggle-slip through grass and gorse. The keen thorned shrubs tug on too thin clothes and claw at barely waxed haversack … Continue reading
News, apologies, excitement (slight return)
If I’ve seemed a bit quiet of late, there are a number of good reasons. Firstly, I’ve been chasing up a PhD for myself and after several months, I’ve got … Continue reading
Zennui
Do you know what? I still bloody love this… The complete 2 page strip I did for the Borderline Press book “Zombre”
Dungeness – March 9th, 2018.
Brut concrete lines, aged and crinkled, adding ersatz shingles to a saved and solemn beach. Beech gantries lead to stern signposts warning of ripped seas warmed, given unexpected life … Continue reading
Flesh and Feather
Drab brown drag bustling with the snap and jitter of twelve frames a second. Squabble tweedling with dickering kin scrabble-flickering for errant grain. The farmers sons with .22 strength … Continue reading
Carrot
There is a car rot on the lawn; the on ly ev idence that we once had snow. Win … Continue reading
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