Poetry Monday: Path

I'm off to Scargill House in Yorkshire this week, for an annual writers' retreat led by Adrian and Bridget Plass. This poem was written for them, and the metaphor in it is one they often use: a narrow path of grace between the mountains of law and the swamp of licence. You can find this … Continue reading Poetry Monday: Path

Poetry Mondays: Patchwork

Today's poem is a meditation on a patchwork quilt, written years ago when I started a 'poetry blog'.  I'm not even going to link to that blog, which flailed about for a bit and then stopped, but I'm still proud of some of the poems there, and will be moving them in here bit by … Continue reading Poetry Mondays: Patchwork