EIF Goes into Business!

Exciting news! Experiments in Fiction is now no longer just your favourite poetry and fiction website 🙂 it is also my own small business. This means I have taken a further step towards my dream of making a living from my writing. Of course, the main reason we write is because we love it, but... Continue Reading →

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The Anthropocene Hymnal is published!

The waiting is over! You can now purchase The Anthropocene Hymnal in Paperback and Kindle format from Amazon (just select your relevant region). I also have a PDF version of the book available. I am not selling the PDF, but asking for a donation to my WWF Fundraiser. Once you have made your donation (minimum... Continue Reading →

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Fading Autumn #poetry #poem

I cannot wear this Fading Autumn on my skinreminding me of all that might have beena sigh, a hope, a vision and a dreamall gone, one day at dawnand I’m alone. Scent of that Fading Autumn on the airback when I had a chance to meet you therenow I can only find you in the... Continue Reading →

Like Trees in November #poetry #dVerse

“They seem sad,” he said“like trees in November,like early snowfallupon Wetherlam: "Bent in the wind they are,limbs taut and twistedwiry and strong,how they bend but never break."Are they inspired by the fireon the hillside, where the bracken diedto bronze, lit into copperjust where the sun hits? "Are they enlivened by the crimson combe-heartto which they... Continue Reading →

Can we steal away? #poetry #earthweal

I should have been writingglued to my desk in darkness butthe Sun calledjust to say‘Can we steal away now:over the mountainsI’ll lead youand nothing more you’ll have to dothan follow your heart’s desire say, wouldn’t you just love to?’ And what was I to do:I, who am so much a fool for winter sunlightthat I’ll brave... Continue Reading →

The little things #poetry #earthweal

Back when I lived in Catalunya the people bemoaned the plague of them:Els mosquits - the mosquitoes which had invaded the townin such large numbers thatyou couldn’t go out at middayas within a few minutes, your armsand legs would be full of enough weltsto leave you itching for a month.‘There were never so many,’ one woman told... Continue Reading →

In London #poetry #dVerse

Returning to London after 5 yearsnot the passing, but the standstill of timehits like a double-decker busup front and personalthe past is presenteverywhere. What's past is prologueChristmas lights adorn Trafalgar Square:where are you now?Where were you then?Already gone, too soonsister Alison. The sparkle and glitter of the gaudy baublesdid not warm but chilled my heartas... Continue Reading →

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