I originally posted this piece on Medium, which I recently discovered. I want to ask a favour of you. I have never asked anyone to follow my blog, & I now have over 700 followers, so I don't feel guilty asking something of people now. I may (most likely will) be returning to England in …
∞ “Let’s you n’ me snap the furcular.” We did— you won the larger half. i had no wishes anyway: i wanted you to win. i tracked the parabola of your mood a good few years— i saw//see no evidence a wish came true —didn’t you make one after all? Were you content back then?— …
This is not a defense of Facebook, but it is a criticism of how we think about it & act in a world where it is no longer seen as a company but a silicon appendage to the functioning & entertainment of society. i have often heard people blame Facebook, even a couple of times …
∞ A spartan living room | old 3 bar fire on full pelt | a Wedgewood Elizabeth II 50th anniversary coronation plate on the mantelpiece with a chipped edge | next to a pair of dice & an incomplete Rubik’s Cube. Rodge |late middle age & peculiar | far away glazed expression | is sat …
Very pleased to report i have 6 poems to kick start the new journal Underfoot, started by the amiably mannered & amply minded Tim Miller. I unfortunately missed the vol-au-vonts & the champagne reception, slept in, time-zones are a meither, sometimes. Get over & like, comment & submit. i foresee a future of fine poets …
firefly ㅕ instead of reading Heidegger or Edward Young i listen to Suzanne sung by Simone her piano, subdued as the gloaming, the distant neon steps of stars her minimal rhythm that fills limbs with move & sing along as throatily as possible in imitation of the nightingale Simone caged in her ribs stomp like …
i posted this in Winter, after my trip to England. i began writing it in England & finished it a few weeks later in Korea. Since then (being a serial faffer) i have made additions & amendments & as it will probably prove too difficult to get such a long poem published in a journal, …
i wrote the very very long bones for this while in England but i wasn't pleased with the length or the structure & have spent weeks whittling it down to this still rather lengthy poem. i am omitting commas & semi colons & replacing them with line breaks as punctuation like Alice Oswald in her …
just going to put this out there. Tim Miller at wordandsilence.com said that this passage from an email i sent him had literary merit, or as i interpreted his response, stirred in him something beyond an email response. i have a lot of trust in Tim's opinions so i am going to test the waters. …
