The past couple of months have been a strange time of moving, running up hills, and thinking about another year in Sheffield which looks really quite different to what might have been expected. I am […]
Tag: poem
The month of June
nothing is wasted in nature or in love.
Feeling Unsettled
Brief thoughts on the philosophy I’m reading.
Poem: Song for a Winter Birth
from the anthology ‘haphazard by starlight’
Poem: Blackbird in Fulham
from the anthology ‘haphazard by starlight’
Writing 5 minutes before a lecture
Stream-of-consciousness from 2.55pm today.
