Will Vigar

poet. writer. imposter.

Not Gold

A rucksack, mugger torn, spills a life to the floor. Gathering the remnants; wallet, money, destination gone;   no choice but a park bench; enamelled metal and stale beer sticky; … Continue reading

February 7, 2018 · Leave a comment

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

January 5, 2018 · Leave a comment

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

December 12, 2017 · Leave a comment

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

December 9, 2017 · Leave a comment

The Urban Prairie

The title poem of my upcoming book and dissertation! Rooms seeping for pointing north; a coal head for illumination and air; coal fire that gave light and warmth; a griddle … Continue reading

July 11, 2017 · Leave a comment

Bonnie Tyler and the Pigeon Gibbet (Tales From Tales From The Urban Prairie #26)

The guy next door suffered from schizophrenia. He talked about it to us often and gave us regular updates on his well-being and the state of his medication. I would often … Continue reading

June 23, 2017 · Leave a comment

I Can Never Forgive Ann Widdicombe

  The day they tore the flats down, a woman dressed in a navy blue uniform with red silk sash – buttons and medals winking with delight in the low … Continue reading

June 17, 2017 · Leave a comment

I Saw – Another tale from Kelvin Flats

Twice a day she passes, each time tutting a mantra to banish the monolith.   Knowing, as she does, the obvious squalor of it’s subhuman inhabitants.   She writes her … Continue reading

June 13, 2017 · Leave a comment

Life – infinite – Death

Well, look at these beauties! My new creative writing project is a short, non-linear story based around the theories of Boltzman, Everett, Schrodinger and Tegmark. It’s an experiment and a … Continue reading

March 17, 2017 · Leave a comment

Stanlow

This is a piece of visual poetry. The text was overlaid onto a picture of Stanlow and apes the night time skyline of the refinery. Unfortunately, wordpress compresses pictures quite substantially. … Continue reading

January 27, 2017 · 2 Comments