My first poetry collection in print

I debated for a while whether to self-publish or play the traditional game of submitting work to publishers, but I’m too impatient for that. Plus I have friends who were waiting for me to put together a collection… so hell, I just did it. Being a graphic designer meant that laying out a book wasn’t […]

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Swiss Cheese Plant

Bathed in window-light
jauntily proffering green hearts
on sticks

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Leaving Facebook

This poem needs a little introduction. I’m two weeks in to a 30-day Facebook fast. Having realised that I have no ability to focus on any task for longer than an hour without having to check Facebook (serving as a distraction or as avoidance of difficult, deep work that I need to do), I knew that I needed to tackle my addiction head on.

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Conyer Brickworks

A poem about an old brickworks, reclaimed by nature, but now threatened with a development of luxury homes.

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Why follow the heron?

You may be wondering, why follow the heron, when most of the time he stands still?
It is in those very times of stillness when we create magic. When poems are born, when the pencil etches an intoxicating line on a page, when we come home to ourselves.

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