Welcome to my website. On it you’ll find a selection of poems from my published collections, as well as some newer ones, still waiting to go out into the world in a book.
Yes, I did say ‘book’ – because, for me, especially with poetry, nothing quite compares with the pleasure of holding printed pages in my hands and reading them, wherever I fancy: in bed, in the doctor’s surgery, outside in the garden as sun dapples down through the wisteria … As the ordinary world stills and words take me to another intensely vivid place, holding a book gives me this concrete connection with something solid. Such reading is an experience not just of the mind, but of the body as well. Just as I feel poetry itself should be.
So, I hope real books of paper and crisp black print will live for a long while yet. And, eventually, I hope the recent poems I’ve written will be in such a book.
In the meantime, thanks to the immediate, world-encompassing power of the web, you can read them here. And because, like so much poetry, my first three books are out of print at present, this site is now the easiest place to find their poems as well.
On this site I’ll also be posting occasional thoughts. Will they be about why I love poetry? Probably. About how and why I’ve written various poems? Perhaps. I’m not sure, yet.
As I type this up, I sit in a room which looks out into trees. In the distance, just beyond a screen of eucalypts, angophoras, pittosporums and ironbarks, there is a strip of water: Lake Macquarie. A king parrot, with its chest and head of brilliant scarlet and wings of contrasting emerald green, lands in the loquat leaves just beside the window. Somewhere nearby a dollar bird makes its strange, cracking, cratchety call … It’s a very natural view, and it’s my usual home.
Like the dollar bird, though, who has only just arrived as it does at this time every year – migrating from the north to spend the summer here – at the moment I don’t feel as if I quite belong. I’ve just blown back home after living for six months in Paris. I still shake my head a bit and frown in disbelief at that fact – so probably some thoughts about the heaven and hell of that experience will also find their way into these pages.
But first, let’s begin with the poems. They are why this website has begun.
Welcome to them!