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Kayak Woman

Kayak Woman

This little poem is about my friend in Wivenhoe who loves kayaking more than anyone I know. It is shaped like the river, and the verse in italics represents the woman in her kayak. The structure is kind of a deconstructed Quennet developed by Phil Terry from the...

Fragments of Genova

Fragments of Genova

I went to a beautiful country wedding this weekend where I met some wonderful people with mixed heritage and it reminded me of this poem. I wrote it as part of a collection of poems based on interviews with local women, however this one reflects some of my own...

The Petrified Forest

The Petrified Forest

Here is a response to a visit yesterday to the Petrified Forest in Mundon which was recommended to me by a friend from Wivenhoe. I found it beautiful rather than scary, but I still could not resist the temptation to pen a spooky poem. One theory is that the trees...

A Short Film About Dyslexia

A Short Film About Dyslexia

I had a bit of trouble reading my poems at Wild About Wivenhoe yesterday because of the background noise. I got chatting about it to a fellow dyslexic friend in the Black Buoy last night, and he set me the challenge of writing a poem about my dyslexia. So here is a...

The Giantess – a response

The Giantess – a response

This picture Leonora Carrington’s The Giantess, c1947 stopped me in my tracks this evening. Sorry about the image, I should not really be lifting it anyway! I am not sure any of us can explain why a particular work of art captures us, but when it happens it is...

All the Tattoos I Never Had

All the Tattoos I Never Had

I am still enjoying The Way the Crocodile Taught Me by Katrina Naomi this week. I love her honest and playful reflections on growing up, and the experimental storytelling such as in Step-father Graph. Over the summer I am going to try out some contemporary themes and...

100 Words on Orford Ness

100 Words on Orford Ness

A 100 word response to a derive with my classmates to Orford Ness, soon to be published as part of a group project on the Wild Easters blog.   100 Words on Orford Ness   A bomb intact a son unborn summer on the castle lawn broken bones and unworn boots...

Sorry

Sorry

This week I was lucky enough to see Katrina Naomi read at Poetry Wivenhoe. One of her fantastic poems The Bicycle from The Way the Crocodile Taught Me tackles the shock and dissociation experienced after rape or sexual violence. I also saw Catherine Hoffmann perform...

A quick poem – Wuthering Heights

A quick poem – Wuthering Heights

I really should be working on my university assignment today but when you have another poem in your head it is hard to concentrate. I mainly wrote this about Andrea Arnold's updated take on Emily Brontë's classic tale which I really loved for its rawness.  ...