In poetry therapy and expressive writing groups, loss is always close to the surface and informs much of what it is we want or need to write about. As Kahlil… read more →
Cold windy weather today after bright blue skies over Christmas. A time to take stock, tidy up a bit, or, if you are the dog, lie flat out on… read more →
We are fast approaching the shortest day. Thank goodness – or at least I do – for the distraction of Christmas and the gift of bright, cold weather in Kent… read more →
Eternity is a very long time – especially towards the end, quipped Woody Allen – possibly quoting other sources. I regularly attend a Zen group that is part of the Wild Goose sangha… read more →
Here’s a poem I’ve always enjoyed by Thomas Lux. It came to mind as I’ve woken early again, partly due to midlife insomnia and partly the ‘goddamn birds singing’ . … read more →
February was an eventful month, in the world and for me personally with extreme weather events, both inside and out. There wasn’t actually Snow but I drove from Kent to Cornwall through… read more →
Thoughts of aging – and the less desirable alternative – keep cropping up this week, not least as someone I know has died suddenly, a young healthy man who spent the… read more →
Last Tuesday, 12th March, I was in London and took the tube from St Pancras to Whitechapel. In the carriage was one of the Poems on the Underground. It was Verse… read more →
Today would have been the first birthday of my second cousin, who died as a baby in a tragic accident last year, aged just four months old. His birth, after a… read more →