An Extract....

So this is an excerpt from a new long poem Virbius, which may or may not ever be typed up in its entirety and may or may not ever make it into a new book. If you do crave more of this stuff (or not actually this hereunder poesy but its predecessors), you can always find the current book here. But for now, I hope you enjoy this piecemeal roll-out (in no particular order) ...

A Grip Of Delays

So never seems much time these days, or enough of it, to spend the
amount of time needed (between family & work & writing, which includes
the business of it, the sending out of submissions etc.) to actually
make this little online space more than a sparse promotional tool.

But now that I have linked it to e-mail, I do hope to add more to it
than just the once weekly or monthly post. I often wonder what Byron
or Whitman or Pound would have made of these technologies: would they
be distractions or inspirations?

Sent from my iPod