Brancaster
This is a poem I wrote 12 years ago after an earlier spell in hospital, for an operation to remove my prostate and its accompanying cancer. Not long afterwards my wife and I headed for the North Norfolk coast… Knowing…
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June 2020
Pain, waiting and other personal problems
First of all, I’d like to make it clear that I’m very aware that there are many people who are in more pain than I was over the last couple of weeks, and even more of them are in pain…
Out in the wild
Out in the wildwhere there is bloodI find traces of dragonsand gates to false gods I should not be herebut the way was openI came too far I know the towers will fallstones will crash to earthheaven will fall apart…
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Tunnel of contradictions
I am coming out of lockdown. There is light at the end of the tunnel, but at the moment I can’t quite make out how long the tunnel is. Nor how wide, come to that: in many respects it is a…
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