There’s something about the sun coming out that puts a positive spin on everything. I’ve even taken to going for a bit of a jog on the seafront. With gym…
Funny how quickly our vocabulary grows around novel situations. A few weeks ago I’m not sure I was familiar with the terms social distancing, self-isolation or elbow bump. Now –…
Last weekend I had the great pleasure of a trip to London with my fellow Telltale poets, Peter Kenny & Sarah Barnsley. Live Canon, who published my pamphlet ‘Why?’ last…
Yesterday I sent out the latest update to the magazines subs list, which if you’re on my mailing list you should have received, so let me know if not. There…
Up to London yesterday for the The Poetry Book & Magazine Fair aka Free Verse, at a new time of year (February rather than September) and back at Conway Hall.…
It’s February. It’s rainy and windy. What better reason for arty distractions? On Wednesday we slipped over to Chichester to see The Sixteen perform Handel’s Acis & Galatea in the…
Despite feeling quite positive about what I’m writing at the moment, I’ve started the year with rejections from two magazines. As usual, when I checked what it was I sent…
Epigraphs, we’re told, are risky – they have a habit of upstaging the poem that follows. But the quote from William Blake is an apt start to Peter Kenny’s Sin…
One of the things about statistics is you can present them is whatever light you wish: draw attention to this rather than that, show a percentage of X rather than…
