Will Vigar

poet. writer. imposter.

Going Home: Keats – Episode 4

April 19th Breakfast. Animals. Piano. The problem, I suppose, is that I don’t know most of the music I found. Not by name, anyway. Playing it, aware that my sight … Continue reading

March 4, 2016 · Leave a comment

Three Haiku

Nostalgia A box of photos. The debris of simpler times. Wonderful and sad.   Lament Time still gives no clues As to how you changed the trees From oak to … Continue reading

March 1, 2016 · Leave a comment

Church Ope Cove

Tethered kelp shakes angry algal fists at boy racer waves. *** Reaching for shore, slow-time tides beat lunar tattooes. *** Oil black mackerel taunt the shore-bound; Slick and shifting. *** … Continue reading

February 28, 2016 · Leave a comment