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Villanelle

February 17, 2020February 20, 2020 · 1 Comment ·

This is my first attempt at a Villanelle poem…about Villanelle from Killing Eve, the latest in my series of poems inspired by characters from film and TV. Villanelle and Eve … Continue reading Villanelle

A Poem for the End of the World

February 12, 2020 · Leave a comment ·

  Because this is what we had left When the fields were gone. Because our feet had become scorched On cracked tarmac. Because the unthinkable Had become the inevitable. Because … Continue reading A Poem for the End of the World

Meadow Walk

May 30, 2019July 30, 2020 · Leave a comment ·

The field is longer than you expect it to be. The dog can be free there, remembering A time before leashes. A place to stretch yourself and shout And be … Continue reading Meadow Walk

Christmas Day

February 4, 2019 · 1 Comment ·

I think it’s Christmas Day. It looks like Christmas Day.  Or like my idea of what Christmas Day ought to look like, based on years of working in TV advertising … Continue reading Christmas Day

Gift

October 31, 2018May 22, 2022 · Leave a comment ·

This poem is about Sadako, the antagonist from The Ring. It was something about the eyes, he said. She’s not right. He wasn’t wrong. I would sit there and watch … Continue reading Gift

De Quincey’s Ghost

October 31, 2018November 5, 2018 · Leave a comment ·

I wrote this after noticing a blue plaque above a doorway in Manchester, announcing Thomas De Quincey’s birthplace.  A man was sleeping rough in the doorway.  I wondered what De … Continue reading De Quincey’s Ghost

Empty

October 4, 2018 · Leave a comment ·

(Based on Automat by Edward Hopper)   She only comes here at night When the hours stare her full in the face And ask too many questions – And the … Continue reading Empty

The Spy’s Wife

July 10, 2018 · 1 Comment ·

I married him when he was still a man Before he became a metaphor for himself, A person concealed within an idea. And they say I’m the crazy one. They … Continue reading The Spy’s Wife

Artistic Process

June 29, 2018June 29, 2018 · 2 Comments ·

I awoke when the pencil lines met around the contours of my face. At first everything was blurry and a bit strange; until he came into focus. He shaded my … Continue reading Artistic Process

The Apple Tree

June 12, 2018June 13, 2018 · Leave a comment ·

‘Why have you brought me here?  Who are all of these people?’ She looks as though she is starting to panic. ‘It’s fine, Mum.  I’ve brought you here so that … Continue reading The Apple Tree

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