September 4, 2014
I walked the coast path with Hugh today. Hugh is a writer and artist whose poems appeared in The Inner Sea. It started foggy and cool but by midday the morning haze had retreated to the horizon. We saw a seal surface to watch the waves rustle through the carracks, and a stonechat flitting and chirping about the rocks. […]
July 18, 2014
Lightning arced on all sides of the bay for nearly two hours. Great forks and ambient flashes lit the warm front, turning rooms blue and pink. Rain made wooden sounds on rooftops. Storms like this are nature’s epiphanies, its big neurons flickering to make a black sea imaginable to itself for the briefest possible time.
February 23, 2014
I dream of London’s buried waterways, how the Tyburn crashes through Westminster trammelled by culverts, a ghost of a ghost. Bury me somewhere nameless. Let the days settle underneath leaves. Open the ground, bury me deeper this time. Let me fall down where the rivers meet so I can feel the current without knowing. There’s […]
December 8, 2013
Stars hang briefly in the wind, sand scatters above a youthful sea. Not even the sky is permanent however much it seems to be. Good waves are only ridden once, never if something’s on your mind. So much happens in every moment. So much depends on what we find.
November 20, 2013
I think I’ll start meditating consistently again. Sometimes I’ve noticed that meditation gives me a feeling like that of being on holiday. (I suspect that the operative word there is ‘being’). It’s only three days into a week off work that I feel relaxed enough to understand my life as a whole, rather than a […]
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