Showing posts from 2015
'Prepare to be immersed in the heat and vibrancy of Florida's natural world, full of such sensual detail that to read it is to breathe it in.' - Jo Shapcott
[review of Greyhound Night Service]

First frost and morning skies

Poems, letters, blindfolded sculptors

Serial writing / little-and-often

To write or not to write? (there is no question)

'Untitled': a dramatic reading

The Place for Poetry

Collectives and companions

Writing Retreat, Llanybydder, West Wales

Mind and ears spinning...

On not walking on New Year's Day