. The call precedes the chorus of arrival A delphian chant from an ancient score We can only be onlookers Line of the long low swoop Ascending over the Forth Carried on song … Continue reading →
It was about as wet a day as it is possible to have in January, without it snowing. Persistent, doggedly determined precipitation meant that, understandably, many people who had been in touch to say they would be joining the walk, cancelled when they saw the weather that morning. But twelve intrepid adventurers gathered at the … Continue reading Walk the Hogsmill (Meeting the Tree) →
On the last day of 2017, the impossible textures of the sea . . A full moon emerges rises, observes . . Constant flux underfoot, new paths . Sustaining coastal energies, wind, sea spray changing colours of the tide Cloud and … Continue reading →
light / pool flood / line cascade / spill a strange gravity ≈ Now playing: Catherine Lamb – ‘curvo totalitas’ (2016) from Yarn/Wire Currents 4
As if a breath freezes into veins of ice A sketch outlined on the silence of darkness From darkness an opening eye … Continue reading →
They’ve capped the shaftsTo the mines of hell Rust and brick remain Empty shellNew houses spring upAt the roadsideFresh plots at the graveyardFilled, in time I crouch at the graveside Your stone cage ‘Forever in our hearts’ Words worn away Those untold...
We are delighted that Billy Mills, poet, editor, and literary journalist has reviewed Language of Objects and included it in his top ten books of the year. The review can be read here Thanks Billy! Billy also runs hardPressed poetry press … Continue reading →
FREE Walks and Workshops for 2018 with Alison Fure and Lucy Furlong Walk the Hogsmill River and explore the green fields of Tolworth. Experience the wildlife, learn about the environment, discover the hidden heritage. Please ‘like’ and follow the facebook page www.facebook.com/tolworthtreasure for more information and updates about events WALK THE HOGSMILL First walk of … Continue reading Tolworth Treasure & The Hogsmill Hum →
I will be doing a short poetry reading this evening, the last one this year, as part of the Writers’ Centre Kingston literary event on ‘Hoping’. It is FREE and being held at the MINIMA Yacht Club, along Kingston High Street. Reading alongside me are Sarah Dawson and Gale Burns, prelude to the main speakers: … Continue reading Writers’ Centre Kingtson Event: Hoping →
I’ve had a few requests to share the talk I gave at The Unseelie Court event organised by Folk Horror Revival in October. So here it is: We’ll come back to that guy on the slide later. I’m guessing … Continue reading →
Not any special tree. Just a tree and tidal sky, ebbing to gelid darkness. The last wave breaking of a November day. One final incandescent breath. A path lit – for the moment. To retreat or proceed? Always the same … Continue reading →
What kind of Five Year Plan should Tolworth have? I would like to see a commitment to keep and manage its green spaces sensitively – because they are what make Tolworth special. I was shocked to hear Tolworth referred to as a ‘ghetto’ by staff and students at Kingston University while I was studying there. … Continue reading Tolworth Treasure →
I think that light makes material space … light is really the primary form of our habitation and makes surfaces come to life. The surface holds what we project into it. It is an active site of exchange between subject … Continue reading →
For a moment hold an interstice of the gloaming ≈≈≈ Now playing: Eleh – ‘Measuring the Immeasurable’ from Radiant Intervals I.
We are very pleased to announce the publication of Language of Objects, a collaboration between Murdo Eason of the Fife Psychogeographical Collective and Brian Lavelle, sound artist and the Edinburgh Drift project. Language of Objects is a 58 page book in full colour inside … Continue reading →
I am currently preparing for a talk I will be giving this Thursday, 22nd June at Quay Arts, the Isle of Wight’s leading art gallery and venue for live events. I was thrilled to be invited to speak about my poetry map, Over the Fields, as part of the events and activities taking place around … Continue reading Mapping Memories, Over the Fields, on the Isle of Wight →
this moment is a foot fall of bruises twisted ambition faltering goodwill disappointed pain missed steps this moment is resting resting recovering returning walking turned degrees-different path // this foot learned th...
Once upon a grey weekend morningI found myself at a large stationCatching a train to a nearby village. As I ambled through the grand terminalImportant announcements filled the air.Excursions to Paris, London and BrusselsWhere towering structures d...
From time to time I will post 'bite size' chunks of the material I am preparing for my PhD thesis: works in progress, but content which I feel may be of interest to a wider audience. All will be very much draft versions, not necessarily - probably not ...