Jul 26, 2026 | Uncategorized
in which I wander through the rooms of my thoughts maybe I get through the day by writing out this (excerpt from a) poem by Anne Carson that flashed up before me the other day, when I was mindlessly scrolling, bringing me back to the world, to words. or maybe I hold...
Jul 22, 2023 | Uncategorized
What I’ve been reading Eula Biss, ‘Time and distance overcome’ Eula Biss’s short essay on the history and impact of the telephone on America begins simply enough with the premise that it was not particularly welcomed nor deemed as necessary by many people when it was...
Dec 31, 2022 | Writing practice and process
Last book mail of the year, from Upswell. It’s the last day of the year. Reading has been an endlessly healing practice for me this year in the face of complicated and difficult family circumstances. Here are the books that I have read. This doesn’t...
Dec 30, 2022 | Visuals, Words
A whiff of mildew in the bottom of my dirty clothes basket travels me to the memory of the old out-buildings at the back of my childhood house in Wycheproof. There was a laundry and another two rooms adjoining. The rooms are distinct and yet also hazy at the edges of...
Jul 11, 2022 | Visuals, Words
‘At Sea’ He dives. Can hold his breath a long time. Thatha has passed to him this knowledge long ago. Strange boats in the harbour, water undulating, currents colder by edges, these steel flanks he has no words for their size, the...
