For National Stationery Week.
Written one line at a time, on every hour, from 9am to 8pm.
A poem that only contains questions???
Converting an old poem into a new one. This is my version of Waiting For A Number by Peter Balakian.
I found Hugo Ball’s poem Karawane and learnt about Dadaism. This is my poem, in the spirit of the movement.
A poem containing no vowels other than the two in my first name.
Renowned war poet Wilfred Owen was born in my home county. I read up on his story and wrote my first sonnet for him.
A haibun based on my journey to see Halifax versus Wrexham on Easter Bank Holiday Monday.
Written in response to Fenton Johnson’s excellent poem The Miracle.