And this year’s Pushcart nominees are…

... Drumroll... Nick Reeves, for his poems “On Framwellgate Bridge In Late December;” “I Whispered;” and “Sonnet (Bus To Dungeon Ghyll),” from the collection Archery in the UK (EIF, February 2023) and Marlene Lee, for her short story "Virgie" from the collection Inner Passage (EIF, October 2023). Congratulations and best of luck to both nominees!... Continue Reading →

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Inner Passage is published today!

Congratulations to author Marlene Lee on the publication of her short story collection, Inner Passage, today. You can get your copy on Amazon, at or If you are lucky enough to live close to Columbia, Missouri, Marlene will be launching the book in person at Skylark Books on 14 November. For those of... Continue Reading →

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COP 28 (The Sultan’s Got His Hat On)

The Sultan's got his hat on,(Hip-hip-hip, hooray!)his presidential hat onat the conference today And we've all got the gas onthat's how it's going to stayit's freezing here, but have no fearthe heat is on its way... If all developed nationscan have their wicked waythey'll get the poorer nations hooked on oil and gas - hooray! There's... Continue Reading →

‘Winter’s Margin:’ reading from To Catch a Poem

Today, I would like to present a short reading from my forthcoming pamphlet, To Catch a Poem. I wrote 'Winter's Margin' around this time last year, and, once again, it seems appropriate to the season. There are references to Wordsworth's 'Intimations of Immortality’ and Blake's 'Book of Thel’ woven into the poem.

Uncovering Roman Carlisle

Earlier this year, I was lucky enough to visit excavations of the Roman bath complex under Carlisle cricket ground, before they were covered over at the end of the dig. One of the archaeologists gave a fascinating tour of the site. Here is what I learned... About the bath complex The complex was discovered in... Continue Reading →

A poem I wish I could write

You are a poem I wish I could writeby the light of the moon, while you’re holding me tight;in the sweet hours of dawn, huddled close to your skinthis is how we begin, this is how we begin… You are the magic on Midwinter's eveand the prayer for redemption in which we believein the darkest... Continue Reading →

Like Fire

Like fireLike flame Like waterLike breathing  Like faithLike hopeLikeSomething to believe in Like ashLike rubbleLikeRuins of a city Like slaughter Like laughterLikeDrowning, absolutely  Cease fireCease firePleaseEvacuate civilians This ireLike fireHas alreadyMurdered millions

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