Will Vigar

a writer of sorts

A Psalm of Stone

1. A merlin whiffles and surveys a ditch and bank, grateful for now open land and prey;   leaving bark and sap and leaf unsheathed; replaced by rootless fruit   … Continue reading

December 15, 2018 · Leave a comment

My Ex In Anger

My ex, in anger, threw my favourite pyrex pie plate from our eighth floor balcony, hoping to smash it to pieces.   But it landed in a tree – lodged between … Continue reading

May 13, 2017 · Leave a comment

Dynevor Road (5)

The Attic Room   Winds howl down the chimney flue An autumn storm To keep me awake.   The frantic fluttering of doomed birds stirring Soot and smuts into the … Continue reading

March 12, 2016 · Leave a comment