THE POET BY DAY

Fats was starting to think that if you flipped every bit of received wisdom on its head you would have the truth. He wanted to journey through dark labyrinths and wrestle...

The Sun Is In Love With Me what a morning, good morning burst of apricot, showering light drizzling glee, a child’s laughter if I had to live for just one day...

We sit and talk, quietly, with long lapses of silence and I am aware of the stream that has no language, coursing beneath the quiet heaven of your eyes which has...

“A poet is, before anything else, a person who is passionately in love with language.” W.H. Auden, The Complete Works of W.H. Auden: Prose, Volume II: 1939-1948 CALLS FOR SUBMISSIONS Opportunity...