Will Vigar

poet. writer. imposter.

Lunar Module and the Call of the Sea (Part One)

I On Monday mornings at infant school, we did something called ‘News and Stories.’ These days it is known as ‘Show and Tell’ but ‘News and Stories’ had an additional … Continue reading

February 22, 2025 · Leave a comment

Dream Tyne – Travels Around the North East Coast (Part Three)

David Bowie 2 I own most of Bowie’s work in one format or another (often multiple formats) and was delighted that on reaching the Whitby, the Tesco superstore had a … Continue reading

February 10, 2025 · Leave a comment

Dream Tyne – Travels Around the North East Coast (Part One)

Robin Hood’s Bay 1 I needed to get away. Somewhere quiet, isolated. I wanted to finish drafting my dissertation in a place with no distractions. The problem was that an … Continue reading

February 6, 2025 · Leave a comment

Tom Lenk

I’m almost at the end of watching the complete ‘Buffy The Vampire Slayer’ (again.) Yes, I cried when Oz left; yes, I cried when Xander gave his ‘you are extraordinary’ … Continue reading

July 15, 2023 · Leave a comment

On Visiting Alderley Edge in the Hope of Finding a Wizhard

I wanted to follow in their footsteps – inhaling the clean filth of leaf mould. Terror and adrenalin giving scent to the enemy; to be “relentlessly pursued by outlandish creatures.” … Continue reading

May 18, 2020 · Leave a comment

Kings

An odd poem that came out of nowhere. It’s about a time when I was eight and was convinced I’d seen a dragon… With fingers stained  and sticky from the … Continue reading

January 27, 2019 · Leave a comment

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

July 12, 2018 · Leave a comment

The Urban Prairie

The title poem of my upcoming book and dissertation! Rooms seeping for pointing north; a coal head for illumination and air; coal fire that gave light and warmth; a griddle … Continue reading

July 11, 2017 · Leave a comment

Bonnie Tyler and the Pigeon Gibbet (Tales From Tales From The Urban Prairie #26)

The guy next door suffered from schizophrenia. He talked about it to us often and gave us regular updates on his well-being and the state of his medication. I would often … Continue reading

June 23, 2017 · Leave a comment