Something to warm your grey spring day as you type away: crackling fire, iron and wild wind blowing through the chimney youtu.be/uhdI5ilPLws?...

Great. Ta ta for now!

count me in, and thanks for your community-building efforts!

One of my poems was shortlisted for the WoLF Poetry Competition. Congrats to the winning five, collected here:
www.wolvesliteraturefestival.co.uk/competition....

Aptly out-of-season 🐝🍯

A new poem from @inksweatandtears.co.uk

Appreciative of all at @inksweatandtears.co.uk for publishing my poem 🌊🩶

Decorative feline vandalism in a Book of Hours circa 1485

Why don’t we do this anymore? More cats poking through pages, please

Reading, for a third time, Fiona Larkin’s poem “Absence has a grammar” 🌊🩶

“If I join -tta to son it impels me to write this - not a sonata, nor sonnet, but still, of course, a little song of longing.”

🙏 @fionalarkin.bsky.social

The secret at the heart of being lies within red cabbage.

Who knew.

Honoured to see my new short story published in Anna Potter’s exquisite journal of literary and fine arts, The Amphibian. You can read the digital or beautifully-made print editions pub.marq.com/ba17e33a-d90...

Coming soon… Join me in the Infinity Pool

Winter Wedding One moment you were there, the next moment you were gone.

A ghost story for your midwinter entertainment 🩶❄️

Want

The months of pestilence are upon us