Will Vigar

poet. writer. imposter.

Weird and Eerie (1) – Last Train To London Dark – Part Two.

xiii. Rik Rack Recumbent On a bench outside the main gate of King’s Cross Station, I see a familiar face. Rik Rack has poured himself into a solid wooden bench … Continue reading

March 5, 2025 · Leave a comment

Weird and Eerie (1) – Last Train From London Dark – Part One.

i ‘The form that is most appropriate to the weird,’ says Fisher, ‘is the montage; hence the preference within surrealism for the weird combinations.’ (Fisher, The Weird and the Eerie, … Continue reading

March 3, 2025 · Leave a comment

Nostalgia (Part Three)

vii The understanding of nostalgia has changed since the dark days of incarceration or forced interment into a concept that is enjoyed and has been commoditised and monetised. Where one’s … Continue reading

February 20, 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

Futhark and other Northern Tales – Brand New Collection – Available Now!

Click on the picture to purchase – £11 A collection of poems inspired by the Elder Futhark rune set. Neither translations of the rune poems, nor updates for the modern … Continue reading

February 7, 2025 · Leave a comment

Shortwave Eights

I’m thrilled to announce that my very first album of poetry is now available on Bandcamp Called ‘Shortwave Eights’ each poem – most from my recent book ‘Vague Wisdom’ – … Continue reading

February 5, 2025 · Leave a comment

Firefrost and Fundindelve – Travels Around Alderley Edge (Part Two)

iii -The Wild Magic Alderley Edge, or at least my Alderley Edge, exists only in my mind and there is now little correlation between the reality and fantasy Edges. Perhaps … Continue reading

February 4, 2025 · Leave a comment

A Psalm of Stone – Travels around Avebury (Part Two)

7  The lack of stones, the absence of carvings made Avebury feel somehow ‘less’. Not being able to see the sites that thrilled me as a child was a deep … Continue reading

February 1, 2025 · Leave a comment

Ardnamurchan

i -1968 When I was four years old, we went on holiday with to the exotic sounding Ardnamurchan Point on the west coast of Scotland. I remember leaving home in the … Continue reading

January 29, 2025 · 2 Comments

Travels Around Summerisle

This piece formed a part of my PhD thesis. The section this is extracted from dealt with the uncanny, the weird, the eerie, and my reactions to them. I illustrated … Continue reading

January 28, 2025 · Leave a comment