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It is my pleasure to announce the forthcoming publication of my poetry retrospective, A Bracken Fern, featuring some of my favourite poems of the last five years, including many unreleased works. The collection is due for release on 5th December 2025. About A Bracken Fern “The millrace, the mud and the midsummer sun...” Enter a... Continue Reading →
Through these bowers of blissthrough this time-tunnel of my liferevisiting the gardens of childhoodsacred gardensmilkthistle and hardwoodwith dandelion seeds blowing here and therebirdsong and bees'-humand blooms unfolding everywhere though walled and gatedprivate and secludedstill leading onto open riverbanks whose golden waters flow like hymns of thanksdown to the Solway seaI'm free, I'm freeand come here only for to... Continue Reading →
…And all the world looks different when you walkand all the land becomes a whisperingof bent seagrass which bows towards the shoreand bright beach flowers' bold awakening.When the march of time is measured by your stepsand the sun's progress across the arching sky,by the pulse, the heartbeat and intake of breathwhich chart our course towards... Continue Reading →
Easter Monday, 2026 and my middle son, new baby and I set off on a pilgrimage. St Oswald's Way runs 100 miles from Heavenfield on Hadrian's Wall to Berwick-upon-Tweed on Northumberland's Scottish border. A much less well-known National Trail than the Hadrian's Wall path, which we walked last year, it has been calling out to... Continue Reading →
Blanket pours all overbed doesn't want to let gotheir love pure as snow Peonies have bloomedslugs love openly on roadswhy won't you visit too?Floors are spewing firecooled by ceiling fan with lovenothing speaks home more Sky's love rumbles loudshowers earth with kisses all overnew weeds are conceived Leaves of backyard treeturned deep red blushing with... Continue Reading →
There's such a lot of world to seemy darling boy,there's such a lot of earth, and sea and sky.There are birds on the wing—Oh, how sweetly they sing!—while a squadron of boats sail on by. There is such a lot of world to lovemy turtle dove,don't let anyone tell you there isn't.There are candyfloss cloudsfar... Continue Reading →
In the Woodrow through the meadow from the Sluice down to the seafurther than all the miles I've walkedthese words will carry me Past the harbourhard, I labourto reach that distant headlandover the crumbling crags and cliffsto rest upon the sand In the eveningwith the weavingof the tide, seaweed and shorefrom coast to coast, or east to... Continue Reading →
Baby Woody was born at 34 weeks on 26.01.26. Nick & I are delighted to welcome him home after 3 weeks in hospital, getting big and strong! I'll be taking a few weeks off to enjoy family time. I will respond to all submissions upon my return to work. Best wishes,Ingrid
When you let your heart be gentle and at easeyou note the play of light, the golden hourand your sole purpose is only to pleaseyourself, like every springbent flower To feel at home, alone among the treesat peace within, without a passing carethese are the days, I would have more of theseskirting the wilderness, in... Continue Reading →
First day of maternity leave spring is awakening sun lights the golden treesbirds in high branches sing Spring is awakening horses graze furrowed fieldsbirds in high branches singas the new year unfolds Horses graze furrowed fieldsobelisks measure timeas a new life unfoldsbeneath this heart of mine Obelisks measure timefirst day of maternity leavebeneath this heart of minesun lights... Continue Reading →
Happy New Year, Dear Readers! Perhaps you've resolved to read more books in 2026. If so, why not start here at EIF, where we're celebrating the start of the New Year with a sale brought to you direct from IngramSpark, with a 25% discount on all EIF paperback books? Simply click the links below to... Continue Reading →
Experiments in Fiction 