Will Vigar

a writer of sorts

Bullshit Detector

1. 1983 and faux anarchic romanticism seduces me. Squatting for peace dreaming that the threat of Threads is gone and Barefoot Gen can sleep unhindered; ashen shadows confined to graffiti. … Continue reading

November 12, 2021 · Leave a comment

Lullaby

November 3, 2021 · Leave a comment

Feach Thiar – Fastnet

November 2, 2021 · Leave a comment

Heligoland (German Bight)

1. Dismay To the dismay of ornithologists the birds rise and flee. Starlings startled by deep thrumming scatter; their murmuration disrupted, the air thickened by the chop of rotol blades. … Continue reading

October 21, 2021 · Leave a comment

Felix and Fingal

Hauled through dreich and spindrift, stomach queered by seekrankheit he gives thanks as he moors to the tuff and – learning how to walk on land again – takes in … Continue reading

October 19, 2021 · Leave a comment

Brittle (for Greg)

Brittle (For Greg) the weather knew and howled a gale cancelling it plans for an Indian summer raging at the trees that shed their sallows at its stuttered breath – … Continue reading

October 1, 2021 · 1 Comment

England Underground

Like any other day, the sun rose not caring that the earth would steal its light, holding onto it like like a frenzied mother smothering her child. Not caring that … Continue reading

June 8, 2020 · Leave a comment

Silver Lining (Obligatory Covid 19 Poem)

  Listen.  The directionless monoxide retch of engines – quarrelling in sick arteries has quieted.   Listen as animals call from traffic islands, twitchels and premium wasteland – unsure of … Continue reading

April 6, 2020 · Leave a comment

Pulsar

This poem is inspired by a visit to Jodrell Bank Observatory and specifically a sound file of pulsars ‘singing’ on this page. I’m sort of tallying singing pulsars with Dr John … Continue reading

March 25, 2020 · Leave a comment

Bridge

Fat land, moss wadded, pushes against my feet, carrying me   to the bridge; held in the scent of warm brine and red fescue.   Swaddled by wind fingers, I … Continue reading

January 22, 2020 · Leave a comment