Wrestling Emily Dickinson

As you might surmise from the relative silence on this blog in recent times, I've been busy. June has been a hectic month, with lots of ...

One of the nice things about blogging is that you don't always have to keep to your beat. So while this blog mainly concerns itself with...

With Gil Scott-Heron having died recently, I think it's inevitable that most poets will have had their thoughts turning to ripping off o...

Hey people - I realise there haven't been a lot of long and detailed posts on here for a while. This will probably continue for a while ...

Mum’s boots: brown leather creeping up my bare calf, heel thrown at an odd angle forcing my foot to slant, to curve; John’s Swiss Army K...

I mentioned a few posts back that this blog has gradually turned into a kind of Trans Comedy Watch, ever alert for examples of transphobia f...

'So why is it called Johns Hopkins?' I asked the poet who was hosting me on a trip to Baltimore as we drove past the town's fame...