We were tigers,
taking opposite sides
of an enclosure…
Poetry
Back in March, when lockdown seemed inevitable, but hadn’t officially begun, I got thinking about poetry…
I’ve been thinking about what I want this section of the website to be…
Last week I did a set of poems for Winchesterfest…
Recently I entered Hobbs House Bakery’s poetry competition – the top prize involved getting your poem printed on 200 loaves of bread…
I will become a crowd again:
untalented, unfunny, understood
incorrectly. how will I explain…
I haven’t yet decided whether to write a poem a day for National Poetry Writing Month…
There is a balcony that runs above the exhibit.
Someone must have been leaning over it […]
He spends too long in the shower,
thinking of him. […]
The ice looks like carved bone
And the sleds, school dinner trays
And the bodies, fragile […]
