How football can disappoint
Two European finals, four English teams. To arrive at this point, four gripping semi-finals offering the highest level of the game – goals, excitement, edge-of-the-seat nerve-wracking moments, and even a penalty shootout. Extraordinary spectacles including a manager unashamedly in tears, on his knees on the pitch. There followed lengthy debate in the media about the… Continue reading How football can disappoint
#WADOD – Day 16: March 16th 2019
Do read this blog – a very interesting and demanding (of the poet) project. I’m finding it challenging and moving.
Jeff Skinner – No End of Blue Things
Absolutely stunning – I wish I’d written it!
Notes on Literature as Play
Brilliant summary – I wish I’d written it myself!
Mental Health and being a Woman…
Originally posted on Maybe she’s born with it… Maybe it’s Fluoxetine.:
There are 84 sculptures standing precariously on the edges of tall buildings in London. Each one represents one of the 84 men a week who die by suicide every week. You might have seen them overhead, on TV or in recent articles…
Beer-tasting and poetry on April 8th – A double bill – Parthian Baltic and the European Poetry Festival
Very vivid imagery – it has stayed with me. The simplicity is enviably deceptive.
Moving on
This blog was started as work toward my MRes degree. The content of the blog, together with a commentary and visual artwork were submitted to the University of Brighton and my degree was awarded with distinction. I am currently studying Creative Writing at the University of Chichester. I have decided that this blog should become… Continue reading Moving on
A nest of rag and bone
Originally posted on Freefall:
Reviewing John Burnside’s latest collection Still Life With Feeding Snake earlier this week, I was drawn to two poems that frame the male gaze, ‘Annunciation in Grey and Black’ and ‘Approaching Sixty’. In the latter, the narrator watches a girl in a cafe in Innsbruck as she winds her hair then…
crackedmirrors and angelpie 