Performative Readers and Hypocrite Lecteurs

Apparently, there’s a thing called ‘Performative Reading’ and the ‘internet’ or rather some Insta/TikTok 20-something lol-merchants don’t like it. Here’s a blog on it with a bonus new poem.

Reinventing New York through the medium of trousers

Some places are so famous, so iconic, it might be said that they visit you long before you return the favour…

Pebbles on the shore, Awake and Love on the breeze?

Another trio of poems recently shared via Black Bough poetry’s TopTweetTuesday.

This time, playing with and exploring the search for that elusive ‘perfect’ pebble, using ‘banshee’ as a verb and the seemingly absurd notion of fighting butterflies (for an extra bit of fun, try singing the first line of ‘Love on the breeze’ to the tune of The Cure’s ‘Inbetween Days’.