The Wombwell Rainbow

I have been interviewed by Paul Brookes over at The Wombwell Rainbow. You can read the interview here.

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your verb is all water and light

My latest booklet, your verb is all water and light, is now available from Karen Little. It is a new project consisting of six poets, eight poems each, lovingly created by Karen with her amazing hand-drawn covers. All profits from this project are going to an animal shelter in Mexico. If you would like to purchase [...]

Review of ‘Three Colours Grief’

Three Colours Grief was published 2 years ago by erbacce-press. Only now, thanks to Barton Smock, has it had its first review. The three colours represent the blood of the animals, the blackness of pollution, and nature's enduring life-force. You can read the review here.

Visual Verse

I have managed to write my first poem of the year thanks to Visual Verse. The poems haven't been coming for quite a while so hopefully this is a good sign. I'm looking to read some poets new to me this year so I'd be glad to hear recommendations from anyone reading this post. You [...]

Zoomorphic Magazine

I'm very pleased to have a small bird poem, imaginatively titled 'Small Bird Poem', in issue 6 of Zoomorphic Magazine. They've held onto it for quite a while and can be found in my collection, A Wound's Sound (Oneiros Books, 2014). Many thanks to editors, Susan Richardson and James Roberts.

Three Colours Grief

I'm very pleased to say that my sales page at erbacce-press has been updated with my new chapbook, Three Colours Grief. Many thanks to editor, Alan Corkish, and to David Wheatley, Marion McCready and Angela Carr for providing the blurbs. If you would like to order a signed copy there will be a slight delay [...]

April Poems

Leaving April Woman, willow-stooped and worm-wed, her voice spilt shadow, leaving April in soured knots and velvet. Sad-burst, her bluebell breasts they fade forgetting her silence and her song. Too pink, her buds for blooming too late to die. Farewell, her dumb sun on a child wind, the rising of dusty muscle her dry water [...]