The Moth

It was delightful to discover this magazine waiting for me when I arrived home on Monday evening – this edition is full of stunning paintings, provocative poems, engaging stories and enlightening interviews.

I am extremely proud to say that my poem ‘Brothers Speak Oology’ features on page 14; it’s a joy to see something I wrote published in such a beautiful magazine!

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‘On The Banks of Rye Lane’

I recently had a lovely chat with my friend Joe on his show ‘mind the ___’. 

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We discussed poetry, music and spoken word, and I performed my narrative poem ‘On The Banks of Rye Lane’ in its entirety.

In the show we also play and discuss some wonderful music – it’s well worth a listen!

So, whether you’re sunning your self abroad or toiling away at work, plug in your headphones and have a listen to this lovely bit of free online radio!

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If you like what you hear, be sure to share it with any friends, family and pets you feel might like it too 🙂

And if you fancy getting in touch to let me know what you thought of the show or the poem, I would love to hear from you.

Have a wonderful summer!

An Estrangement in Three Parts

A short film about communication, grief and misplaced guilt.

Watch it on Youtube or Vimeo, and read the full text below!

I wrote An Estrangement in Three Parts back in September 2015, drawing inspiration from personal experiences and the experiences of individuals close to me.

I wanted to write something that would encourage people to interrogate the way they interact with others.

So, in July, I teamed up with my good friend Joe Childs and together we made the film. It was such a pleasure to work with Joe again!

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We decided that we wanted to supplement the narrative that I had written by coupling it with some thought provoking imagery.

Instead of filming a performance of the narrative, we eventually decided to gather footage from three settings and create a film that would enable the language of the narrative and the imagination of the listener to populate the three spaces that we had captured on film.

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A huge thanks must go out to the people who helped make this project happen, particularly to certain members of my family (you know who you are) and to the 7oz Coffee Roastery team!

I hope you enjoy the film and look forward to hearing your thoughts!

 

Finally, If you would like to read the full text as well as watching the video, here it is:

 

An Estrangement in Three Parts

 

Part I: Justin

 

After repackaging the teeming words

And placing the paper face up on the table,

Justin picked his coffee up and brought it to his lips.

The paper’s muted title page leered out in tight-lipped horror

When he rose, dropped a muttered thanks and moved deliberately towards the door.

 

‘Miles won’t be up yet,’

Justin mentioned to himself.

 

Last night had been a great half-volley of an evening,

Sent soaring into senselessness by the sway and aching swing

Of a long week’s work and weak connection,

 

And as he walked,

The pavement slabs felt numb, he thought.

So did the screen his thumb pads kneaded

In their vain attempts to beat some sense into a text,

Armed only with a fractured sense of what they must,

So urgently, convey.

 

Unable to compute his thoughts

And clench them in a worded form, he stopped,

Message unsent,

Returned his phone to pocketed depths

And left it locked and silent.

 

Part II: Sarah

 

Sarah summoned up the strength

To lug her body out of bed

And perched upon the mattress edge,

The bed sheets strewn around her.

 

A glance towards her mobile told her nothing of true note;

No call from Justin popped into the bruised AM

To lighten up her load a tad or loosen up the knots.

 

With burden in her nudges

And distance in her thoughts,

She rose, pulled her towel from where it hung

And ground towards the bathroom.

 

When dressed, she saw that she had left

Just time enough to call their son, Miles,

Whose presence she felt strongly in the

Gaps between her thoughts.

 

No answer.

‘He must not be awake.’

 

Part III: Emma

 

I’m looking down at Miles now.

He’s asleep to my affection.

Were he awake I’d never gaze like this;

The weight would be too much.

 

I cannot fathom what might now be flashing through his mind.

Does he recall a day spent with his parents –

A picnic in the Clashton gardens, a flash from times gone by?

 

Or does he see flashes of a far more recent time?

No meadows, just a scattering of drifting friends

With too much on their plates and rather overeager eyes.

 

No. He doesn’t see a thing.

 

When next I see our mutual friends

And Miles’ family,

Some words will doubtlessly be shared;

Some reminiscing, some remembrance.

 

After a time we will find ease in jokes and phrases, mottos, gimics;

The things we lean upon so we can scaffold our connections.

 

Only when I’m tired enough to let that scaffold fall,

And have, by chance, one true companion there at hand,

Will I locate the drops of thought that sit, heavier than most,

And let them grow to fill my head, my eyes, my words.

 

Who knows when such a time will come?

I only hope it’s not too far from now

And that such a friend will be there when they’re needed.

We were not.

Nesting Fragments Visuals

For your eyes only!

Having struggled with some rudimentary photo editing basics, I have managed to combine the Nesting Fragments poetry pieces with the project artwork to give you an all-in-one visual experience.

If you click on each of the images in turn, you will be able to see them in all their glory. What do you think?

Have a look, have a read and have another listen to the Nesting fragments playlist on Soundcloud as you do so! Alternatively, you can download the entire project from my Bandcamp page.

The sequel to the Nesting Fragments project is coming together nicely as we speak, along with several other exciting new projects – so watch this space!

1. Trudge 2. At Dawn, Poste-haste 3. Then and Now

Odds and Ends

Odds and Ends, Bits and Bobs, This and That.

Because sometimes there just isn’t a grand narrative in sight.

I shall update this playlist whenever I have some individual pieces of work to share with you all.

But for now, have a listen, have a read and enjoy!

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