In Ulvik
My love of Olav H. Hauge knows no limits. The book “Luminous Spaces” is, for the want of a better phrase, my poetic Bible. I was particularly moved by a … Continue reading
Vikingr
I took part in a conference at The University of Portsmouth called “Mapping – Uncharted Territory.” My video piece contained three of the poems from my Shipping Forecast project – … Continue reading
Stavanger Sketches
1. Dismas and Gestas stare at the swords and wonder if anyone remembers them. 2. Haar drapes the cobbles stone work shimmering under it’s glister. From the tunnel between … Continue reading
Well, gosh!
I’m in the London Magazine, again! Two of my poems about Norway, ‘Tromsdalen’ and ‘Losna (Winter)’ appear in the December/January issue which is available via by clicking on this link … Continue reading
Dais
The wrong shoes impede my ascent and I struggle-slip through grass and gorse. The keen thorned shrubs tug on too thin clothes and claw at barely waxed haversack … Continue reading
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
Losna (Winter)
From beside a sun- paled bridge – enamel petals falling, brickle and bleached – I watch the mounting satellite – wan-creeping above bitter horizon – over looking-glass spatters of … Continue reading
Tromsdalen
There was a time when a small shack, – unused in decades – stood here, shaking under a barrage of wind and hail; door barely hanging on by it’s friable rust devoured hinges; charged … Continue reading
ursus maritimus
Her head low and eyes fixed on mine. Loping from floe to sea to dolerite schist; crackling on the lime rich shore; following stale musk. Per shakes my … Continue reading
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
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