Dunnet Head (Fair Isle*)
In the tactile quiet, the whine of the nervous system drowns the black sea, north of Dunnet Head. A caged sound wash on this fluid canvas – where aspic … Continue reading
Mine
One of probably three poems skirting around the story of the Shetland Bus and part of the Shipping Forecast Areas project – these will be part of Fair Isle, Viking … Continue reading
Ullapool – Remembrance Sunday 2019 (Hebrides)
1 The sun absent; the moon a papercut. Hibernal lowery. An unexpected crunching woke me. Footsteps on gravel. A faint gruffling noise as something brushed against the chalet door; a … Continue reading
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
Tidal
In silt and sand awaiting the thellasic lick of high water, flaccid buoys – tethered to mark the edge of aphrodisiac beds – rise in time for the smack and … Continue reading
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
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
The Wrong Forest
Mean aluminium trees – plastic vines circulating analgesic sap – fail to sway in the bare thoracic snap from tired, syncopating lungs. Phoney canopy on geometric bough. Silent, motionless … Continue reading
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