Poem on Your Birthday

This poem is dedicated to my mother, Elizabeth, who died aged 32. Today would have been her 62nd birthday. It's also dedicated to all those who knew and loved her, and to my children who she never got the chance to meet. The loss of my mother also inspired The Tide which could be read... Continue Reading →

The Tide

I. The Walk Here the Solway, in its sweep towards the sunset and the Irish sea, begins to widen. Here the sky is an impermeable grey, the gently rolling slopes of Criffel, on the far side of the bay, etched in high contrast to the cloud. Silloth is a town perpetually looking back, as if... Continue Reading →

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