For a long time, I wrote a poem every day. It was my way of grounding myself; breathing was easier after writing a poem. When, for whatever reason, a day passes when I haven't written a poem, the distress is palpable; I'm a wolf pacing a boundary fence. No matter what's been going on in… Continue reading Going Home To Poetry
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My Wyrd Life In 100 Objects: 4 – Postcard From Iceland
I sent this postcard to my family in England during the summer of 2011 when I was in Iceland for three months as a conservation volunteer. Somehow, it's ended up back with me and lives on the fridge with a Jólakötturinn magnet made by my friend Giorgia of Litla Keramus. On the back, I wrote… Continue reading My Wyrd Life In 100 Objects: 4 – Postcard From Iceland
And That Was January 2025
I'm starting February with some mysterious bug which infected me hours after I was boasting to my mum that I rarely get sick. It may be the gods having a laugh, or it might have something to do with the months out of date margarine I slathered on my rye bread. I've been moving into… Continue reading And That Was January 2025
100 GOOD THINGS FROM 2024
Happy New Year, all. I hope 2025 has been kind to you thus far. I wasn't going to write this list because 2024 was mostly really shit. There's much of it that I can hardly even remember, thanks to being catastrophically burnt out and grieving from living with undiagnosed ADHD and Autism for 38 years… Continue reading 100 GOOD THINGS FROM 2024
Starving To Death In Snæland : A Poem
I posted this poem on my Facebook page and someone said it was a 'gut punch' of a poem which made my day. It's from my forthcoming collection (which has been forthcoming for far too long) that's themed on the Icelandic winter. Typically, I'm not one for writing about the gleeful times...so most of the poems… Continue reading Starving To Death In Snæland : A Poem
One Line A Day – January
Here are some of the most thought-provoking, electrifying lines I copied in my One Line A Day diary (a basic, leather look Week To View I bought for a quid) in January. There are several from Katherine May's latest book Enchantment: Reawakening Wonder in an Exhausted Age. Most of the lines in Enchantment are highly quotable. I shot the… Continue reading One Line A Day – January
Grýla – A Poem
Grýla was one of the first poems I wrote for my upcoming poetry collection. For those unfamiliar with Icelandic Christmas lore, Grýla is an ogress who comes down from her cave on Mt Esja (the mountain range that watches over Reykjavik) at Christmas time to steal and devour disobedient children. Grýla has been much softened over… Continue reading Grýla – A Poem
A Wyrd Of Her Own 