February 21, 2018

Last week there was an eclipse and a new moon. There was a cool, rich, sharp darkness bedecked with hard stars and a distant sense of a new season being imminent. Into this flawless  backdrop walked Mikes' Pearson and Brookes, for the National Theatre of Wales, with 'S...

February 20, 2018

The other week, I was asked if I wanted to go and see a play aboutBlodeuwedd. Of course, I said yes - especially when I saw that it was an adaptation of Saunders Lewis' 'Woman of Flowers'. I decided to retain just that information alone though, having quite enough of a...

February 19, 2018

On February 9th, 2018, I attended 'Beyond My Control', a performance about epilepsy, at Aberystwyth Arts Centre.

Well, that's not quite true. It wasn't about epilepsy, as such, it was a performative explanation of the latest research into the mathematical modelling of e...

February 6, 2018

 I vote in trousers

                              with my mother's surname 

                                                              - still you touch me...

February 6, 2018

When I create 'found' poems from academic writing people sometimes remark that it can only reflect what is already being said in the parent text.  Whilst that is often the case - and the point - here is an example of how that is not necessarily inevitable. This followi...

February 4, 2018

'Two Kings, After Frost'

Two Kings, they met by a medieval motte

Leaving their bodies behind.

Both being travellers, long ago they’d stood

Together by the Irish sea, deep as they could

To where it covered the submerged trees.

One was as tall as the sun was fair,

And had pe...

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