A coffee between two rivers

Still adjusting to part-time teaching, I thought I’d indulge myself with a poetry purchase from those lovely folk at Maytree Press and use my newly acquired freedom to read it at what has become a favourite coffee haunt in Kendal, About Time Espresso Bar down the New Shambles. The book in question is between two…

Goole Revisited

Hello Humber Gateway, you old dock drab, winking at passing commerce with your ample warehouse acreage, welcoming skirts hitched up the legs of the Ouse and Trent. Under stretched skies, I am a salmon swimming the sixty-two, past rotting coal fired corpses, where orderly pylons queue the lanes, sturdy girls whispering old secrets; gossip from…