Poets’ Corner

I dream of London’s buried waterways, how the Tyburn crashes through Westminster trammelled by culverts, a ghost of a ghost. Bury me somewhere nameless. Let the days settle underneath leaves. Open the ground, bury me deeper this time. Let me fall down where the rivers meet so I can feel the current without knowing. There’s […]

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Canoes

We caught on memories, each one a wrecked canoe painted with forest-darkened light from a world gone to the shadows where they were silted.      

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Runners’ Prayer

Streets are for running back to ourselves after our busyness. Autumn is overripe. Skies transform. Leaves molder. This passing will remain. Mountains are for running in the sky but no one leaves the trailhead completely. It’s certain I’ll die but while running I’ll never be dead. Rain is a shimmering pall for sensing what we […]

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Surfers’ Prayer

Stars hang briefly in the wind, sand scatters above a youthful sea. Not even the sky is permanent however much it seems to be. Good waves are only ridden once, never if something’s on your mind. So much happens in every moment. So much depends on what we find.          

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Live Canon 2013 poetry performance and prize giving

I’m chuffed to be among such good company in the Live Canon 2013 anthology. Congratulations to Tessa Foley who won the competition with a great poem, ‘Love Story’. And to Doreen Hinchliffe who won the borough prize with ‘Arachne’s Gift’. My brother was playing a game to see if he could guess which poem was […]

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The Painter’s Son

The house I did most of my growing up in sits next to a lane that runs past The Trampland, which just was our name for a scraggy patch of unused grass behind my garden. Beyond The Trampland there is a solitary grey house. Morbid creatures that we were, we convinced each other that dead […]

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Return to Live Canon

I’ve been shortlisted for this year’s Live Canon poetry competition. Live Canon is a troupe of actors led by Helen Eastman. As well as an annual competition, they memorise and perform older poems you might not hear read aloud often. Their next show is a performance of Sweet Ways the World Ends, a piece specially […]

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How we made our poetry pamphlet, The Inner Sea

Joe Franklin, Hugh Greasley and I are releasing an anthology of our poetry today, The Inner Sea. A printed pamphlet is available (contact me for details) but, for convenience, we’ve also created a pdf to be freely circulated on the web. Click here to read The Inner Sea. If you enjoy the poetry, please pass […]

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