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
Felix and Fingal
Hauled through dreich and spindrift, stomach queered by seekrankheit he gives thanks as he moors to the tuff and – learning how to walk on land again – takes in … Continue reading
Brittle (for Greg)
Brittle (For Greg) the weather knew and howled a gale cancelling it plans for an Indian summer raging at the trees that shed their sallows at its stuttered breath – … Continue reading
Wight Sketches
Okay, so I’ve not been around for a while. A mix of block and illness has conspired to keep me from writing but, tentatively, I seem to be back although … Continue reading
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
Alderley Edge
I The Weirdstone of Brisingamen, Alan Garner’s 1960 novel has had me entirely in thrall for almost 50 years. It is a timeless tale of good versus evil, light versus … Continue reading
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
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
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
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