“Writing long-hand in a notebook feels like a safe space, if only because I’m usually the only person who can read my messy handwriting!”
Content warning: mentions of drowning, death of a child
“Writing long-hand in a notebook feels like a safe space, if only because I’m usually the only person who can read my messy handwriting!”
Content warning: mentions of drowning, death of a child
“The answer I got was the dream. That dream, a cherished ambition, becomes a kind of symbiosis connection between my grandfather and me.”
“It’s therefore frustration that compelled me to write this poem, and a desire to illuminate how deeply compassion can be felt even when it’s not always immediately apparent”
“The poem is about a human experience of illness, due to a virus in the human body. But the illness itself takes a human form, and our abuse of shared ground gives the poem its monochrome palette.”
“[No] matter how many words I put down, it didn’t touch on what I was trying to get to. Instead, what I have tried to do is not say it, but use the space in-between, the felt space, and use that as a vehicle to get me, and hopefully the reader, closer to something.”
“I was attempting to write song lyrics before I realised it was poetry I was writing”
“Space is, of course, the “final frontier” but there are other areas for exploration, such as the deep ocean, and the human mind.”
“For me, inspiration for poems tends to arrive when you least expect it and I find that my mind is particularly receptive to ideas when it’s in ‘neutral’ or ‘resting’ mode. Which is why this one came to me while I was queueing up to be served in Ashton’s Fish stall at Cardiff Market one Saturday afternoon”
“The very act of writing a poem implies that one hopes it will be found valuable, helpful even, by a reader or readers”