On being published

So my first full collection of poetry is out in the world. I’d thought I might have some kind of celebration – a glass of nice wine or some good ice cream – on the day it was officially out in the world but, as things turned out, I missed it. There was some doubt…

Freedom Day?

It doesn’t seem much like freedom. If I were out, I’d still be wearing a mask and taking precautions. But I can’t go out. It’s 30 degrees outside and I’m self-isolating. This self-isolation is for a good reason. My partner, who has been in hospital, has to return for further tests, though only as an…