Cymru am BythWhen I travel to the office that I work at, usually once or twice a week, I rise at a quarter to six and I aim to be on the road before…Jun 25Jun 25
Gambit Choice BluesThe house falls quiet now, Sleep has come to all but I. Deep in the halls of the night I wander alone, perusing the shelves; Looking for…Dec 24, 2020Dec 24, 2020
Grave MomentI can feel the damp seeping into my jeans where my knees are pressing into the mud. The rain is not falling hard, it is the kind of dreary…Dec 4, 2020Dec 4, 2020
Estimates, Time and Toxicityor How to build software reliably without “Crunch”Oct 28, 2020Oct 28, 2020
FathomA few weeks ago I wrote this poem and made this Rückenfigur self-portrait for a submission to a ‘Zine produced by Penfriend for their…Aug 23, 2020Aug 23, 2020
I told you so, and it gives me no joy…This last week has seen confirmation that the UK has experienced more excess deaths during the COVID-19 Pandemic than any other country in…Aug 1, 2020Aug 1, 2020
What’s Next?I suppose it may be apparent to people that have followed my writing(s) over the years that I am still and have long-since been influenced…May 7, 2020May 7, 2020
Perspective ephemeraRushing water Do you hear it? I am sure that I do, Though the spillway is dry.Apr 15, 20201Apr 15, 20201
How to start the climb back up toward the light…I keep coming back to this stanza… It’s resonances for me, for right now are nothing to do with the song’s original message or story; my…Feb 25, 2020Feb 25, 2020
