The Green – after Wallace Stevens
My attempt to sound a little like Wallace Stevens, with a poem about a mythic Green Man.
My attempt to sound a little like Wallace Stevens, with a poem about a mythic Green Man.
Why is it that a certain kind of person in this country finds it so hard to accept that children exist? It’s not as if they are a rarity. If you have or know children, you’ve probably encountered the type. They’re often male, but not exclusively, usually fairly well-off and long past their own youth.…
Discovering north London, via a canal. A walking journey in the early 2000s. This place keeps on changing…