An Armoured Inkwell

An Armoured Inkwell

Written for The New English Ballet as part of the Armistice Centenary celebrations, the poem features in the film of a ballet called Remembrance, largely based on the wartime romance of Marie Rambert (my grandmother) and playwright Ashley Dukes (my grandfather). During his time as a cavalry officer in Normandy, he would use the inkwell (pictured above) to write letters to Rambert, who passed it on to me many years later.

Body of Work published

Body of Work published

The first of my forthcoming digital editions, Body of Work is a collection of shorter poems spanning several decades. The idea is that sequences of poems are distributed to different parts of the body; so there are poems of the head, poems of the hands and feet, poems...

A Storyteller’s Tale

A Storyteller’s Tale

Amabel Clarke is a very close friend and I've often heard her cycle the Hanrahan narratives of WB Yeats. Red Hanrahan as Yeats presents him is a sort of Celtic trickster-bard who scandalizes Ireland - not an easy thing to do in the good old days. Recently, under a...

The Shamanic Universe

The Shamanic Universe

A French woman scientist has written a study of a grey parrot with whom she has been rationally interacting for twenty years. One can hold a detailed and elaborate conversation with this winged genius, he has a sense of humour and is numerate. On leaving the house he...

A sonnet for Napier Marten

A sonnet for Napier Marten

Here's a poem for a special friend. Napier Marten is the founder of Mirthquake, a frontline site for the pooling of knowledge about cetaceans. Napier has long-standing links with the Mirning, a dispossessed group of ‘whale dreaming’ First Nation Australians; and also...

The Essence of Ambiguity

The Essence of Ambiguity

This sonnet is addressed to a sick Blakean rose. I had been looking into the mysterious subject of indole, that fecal essence which haunts the biosphere. In concentration indole has the most horrific fragrance but in homeopathic amounts it smells flowery and...

No Song – the video

No Song – the video

The Amazon Basin is in flames as Emperor Trump gracelessly fiddles, out of tune and out of time, out of sync with the zeitgest and the will of God. How long can such denial be maintained, how long can a madman's head remain buried in burning sand? Here is the video...

Pulling Down The Wheel

Pulling Down The Wheel

'Pulling down the wheel is dangerous' says this sonnet. Which wheel? The wheel of death and rebirth? Are we talking about a ferris wheel, a funfair 'roller'? (There's definitely a whiff of Harry Lime in the air.) Is someone murdered here? I'll leave you to decide...

An Alchemical Perspective

An Alchemical Perspective

Quite soon our misguided governments will announce a War on Death. Then, having obediently eaten our artificial immortality pills, we will be face-to-face with a nemesis far more dangerous than any traditional narcotic. In ancient China scholars and poets who wanted...

Fierce Moon

Fierce Moon

Imagine a moon out of control, its attraction too great, its gravitational pull so intense that it threatens to destabilize a cosmos! This poem imagines such a moon; it references a romance which almost destroyed a world. Words and music by Aidan Andrew Dun, lunar image by Kerry Barbour.

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