A reading of my poem 'Cocktails in the Infinity Pool', plus the mp3 version of three earlier readings. 'Cocktails in the Infinity Pool' 'A Cracked Voice' 'Approaching the Border' 'Waves are not water' Comment
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Readings – updated
I recently published a couple of readings which, I discover, are probably only playable for people with Macs. Apologies. I have now updated the files to the more standard mp3 format and republished the posts: ‘Coast’ – a reading ‘Gas Street Basin’ – a reading Please try them out!
‘Gas Street Basin’ – a reading
A reading of my poem "Gas Street Basin". Comments
‘Coast’ – a reading
Here is a reading of my poem, 'Coast'. I hope you like it. Comment
“If Cats Disappeared From The World”
As someone who has read just about everything Haruki Murakami has written, Genki Kawamura's "If Cats Disappeared From The World" was on something of a loser from the start. As soon as I realised it was the kind of magic realism tale at which Murakami excels, then comparisons were inevitable - and were also never … Continue reading “If Cats Disappeared From The World”
Approaching the Border
A second reading from my new volume of poetry. "First-time Visions of Earth from Space" (1/1/2019) Comment
Waves are not water
I have never tried audio recording my work, so this is a first. You may need to turn the volume up on your machine - and I may need to invest in a proper microphone!
“The Master”
Colm Tóibín's "The Master" took far too long to read. Not that it's a bad book; it isn't. It's very well written, in fact; one might almost say meticulous, and in that way almost a homage to Henry James, it's subject. But what I struggled with was, I believe, tone. It is difficult to know … Continue reading “The Master”
Mourning the lost words…
I wrote my first story when I was five. I can still remember writing it. I had my first poem published in our local museum - framed and hung on the wall - aged about twelve. That was the beginning, the beginning of a lifetime of writing, on and off... Indeed. But what I realise now, … Continue reading Mourning the lost words…
I make no apology…
Completing the first revision of my new novel, "At Maunston Quay", I was struck by how undeniably positive it was. One might even say 'romantic'. Others might use less positive adjectives to demean what they may see as a saccharine viewpoint on life. At a time when many modern novels present us with stories about … Continue reading I make no apology…
