Category: Kendal Poetry Festival

  • I am particularly proud of this for many reasons, but mostly because the poetry really is my own, authentic voice right now. Good and bad, there is no escaping the inevitable. Let’s see where it takes me.

  • Today

    Today

    Still not over it. Unlikely I ever will be. These are the moments that reshape your direction.

  • The End is the Beginning is the End

    The End is the Beginning is the End

    The smart amongst you will know this was written after the fact, when I was home, because there was simply not the brain space that existed to properly process at the time. If truth be told, there is still not the space to do that. I’m continuing to break it down and manage the changes […]

  • You and Me Song

    You and Me Song

    I have to admit there was an ulterior motive, making the 600 miles or so round trip with my husband (very graciously) doing all the driving. It was all about walking into a place I’d only seen in pictures and never visited. It was also having to make myself known to people that had only […]

  • Old Friends

    Old Friends

    Friday night was a revelation. Firstly, I met Imtiaz Dharker. The Universe opened a door to a place I did not know existed, and in she walked. The sonnet she wrote about her husband, after his passing, is possibly one of the most perfect pieces of poetry I have ever heard. It was also the […]