Having not updated this for a year and a half, it might be time to do something. First off, here is a link to a poem I wrote as part of Nevada Street Poets for the Mary Evans Picture Library in Blackheath. An odd project, as we selected the pictures/subjects for each other, but I’m pretty happy with the outcome.
Also, here’s a video of me sweatily reading some sad poems at an event in Peckham. They all involve trees to greater or lesser extents, by way of fatalism, cats, prostitutes, German bombings, and people who love other people more than they love me. Par for the course.