plenty of work to crack on with

This is an old poem, written when i was in the middle of building our guesthouse & cafe. The sentiment of escaping from teaching was still very immediate & i’ve as of yet, not got around to taking my escape for granted; don’t think i ever will. plenty of work to crack on with plenty…

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Birmingham on a Saturday (for Sarah)

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…

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