Will Vigar

poet. writer. imposter.

The Gentle Violence of Obsolescence Vs the Thingness of Stuff (Part One)

  Nostalgia is often described as a feeling, which flatters it enormously. Feelings are flighty. They arrive late, leave early, and can usually be distracted with a cup of tea. … Continue reading →

16/05/2026 · Leave a comment

The Treachery of Doors

Doorways are where time goes to hesitate. Not dramatically. Not with any particular flair. A small, almost polite pause, like a sentence without its verb, your inattention assumed. A doorway … Continue reading →

10/05/2026 · Leave a comment

Haunted When the Minutes Drag 7

Recovery narratives rely on good behaviour from time. This happened, then that happened, and eventually things improved. The story moves forward. The arc resolves. Everyone applauds politely and goes home … Continue reading →

27/04/2026 · Leave a comment

A Psalm of Stone

Quite a long read this one, handily broken up into small sections. Research, discovery, spirituality, TV, poetry… it’s a mixed bag/experimental approach (for me anyway) Hope you enjoy it. A … Continue reading →

01/05/2021 · Leave a comment

Alderley Edge

I The Weirdstone of Brisingamen, Alan Garner’s 1960 novel has had me entirely in thrall for almost 50 years. It is a timeless tale of good versus evil, light versus … Continue reading →

01/05/2021 · 1 Comment

It’s Pissing Down On Rockall

Since I made the decision to take some time out from my PhD, I’ve not really felt much like writing. I’ve read a lot, but the stress of my recent … Continue reading →

15/02/2021 · 1 Comment

Selkie

1 Fríðr lived in a village by the sea with her husband and two children. She had many friends and was highly respected until her husband, a fisherman, was lost … Continue reading →

12/11/2020 · Leave a comment

Féach Thiar (Fastnet)

Steam driven exiles, ragged, beaten by absentee english, leave a tear far behind them – its paraffin eye scanning stony atlantic   tar ar ais tar ar ais It calls, … Continue reading →

14/10/2020 · Leave a comment

What It Means To Be English

A slightly bitter and ironic piece….

05/10/2020 · Leave a comment

James VI vs The Metatron

The tiny island of Inchkeith, near Burntisland, off the east coast of Scotland  is home to a story where King James VI exiled a woman with her two infant sons … Continue reading →

01/02/2020 · Leave a comment