A friend wrote a poem so beautiful it made me want to stop writing altogether because, and I’ll quote myself, “how could I write anything with as much gravitas as these twenty lines?” What is it about poetry that takes all the unspooling nature of human thought and emotion, that I write down in halfContinueContinue reading “A friend wrote a poem”
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Near Window 21
D e m o t i v a t i o n Yo. Sorry I’ve been away, I’ve been feeling pretty demotivated. I don’t really know what to write apart from « I watched tiger king and read a book and thought about what will happen when this is all over » I feel likeContinueContinue reading “Near Window 21”
Near Window 9
Caribou, confinement, and the coming of spring “It is spring, that is to say that it is approaching THE BEGINNING” Scrolling through Twitter at some god awful hour this morning I saw a green and yellow painting of daffodils. Mottled grey blue of sky and brown thatch of distant trees reminiscent of the arrival ofContinueContinue reading “Near Window 9”
Excerpts from journeys
1st January 2019 Birmingham to Oxford https://open.spotify.com/track/7Jh1bpe76CNTCgdgAdBw4Z Sometimes I’ll be doing something like riding a train homewards. gazing out of the window at the sun sinking lower into the horizon, listening to David Bowie’s ‘Heroes’ at the point where Bowie sounds like he’s going to cry, or like the very act of his singing isContinueContinue reading “Excerpts from journeys”
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