Will Vigar

poet. writer. imposter.

Tag Archives: environment

Aurochs (Irish Sea)

Through the trees, a rum tang of brine encroaching; a brackish lick insinuates itself into a bed   of coarse reeds that wither with its saline sting. Aurochs sensing their time is … Continue reading

27/08/2019 · Leave a comment

Nairn

Saltwater seethes from the Black Isle to tease an endless beach; sea touching sky with a palette of blue green and haze grey. Rothko shimmers quickening the landscape   painting … Continue reading

10/04/2019 · 6 Comments

Tickets Please, Mr Auden

It wasn’t the Savile taint of the Age of the Train or the jaw dropping sexism of travelling like the men do, but the efficiency of engines that killed the … Continue reading

29/03/2019 · Leave a comment

Hallsands (Plymouth)

In The London we’d talk of the Skerries, the herring and lobster, the Channel bluster stealing Ma Jones’ dizzy bells from the line –     and other important fripperies … Continue reading

14/01/2019 · Leave a comment

Bailey Bank

No Bailey takes us from mainland and over the Faeroes to open seas above Rosemary Seamount Crater that gapes, dormant but screaming, as she is force fed distressed ships and … Continue reading

04/12/2018 · Leave a comment

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

28/11/2018 · Leave a comment

A Dream

To see the sky with no tangent vapours marking its jetted limits…   To see the land unboxed, its concertina scars flooded and weeping…   To see the mirror-straits deepest … Continue reading

05/01/2018 · Leave a comment

three

i have walked for nearly thirty miles and yet lack the courage to pass through the sap sticky firs and on to other soil   there is no mark no … Continue reading

03/12/2017 · Leave a comment

Seeds

With the battle lost, the remnants, ground down, were used as hardcore for roads, built to bolster shiny new tram lines that rush people past the ‘dozer razed haunt, with … Continue reading

13/07/2017 · Leave a comment

Stanlow

This is a piece of visual poetry. The text was overlaid onto a picture of Stanlow and apes the night time skyline of the refinery. Unfortunately, wordpress compresses pictures quite substantially. … Continue reading

27/01/2017 · 2 Comments