I write, publish and perform work about our ecology, specifically our relationship with the ocean: through poems, artistbooks and immersive walks. 

I run workshops to deepen my practice and share with others the value and intrinsic role of creativity in our lives.

My work as a poet and facilitator begins where I am based on Morecambe Bay, near Lancaster, UK, and spreads regionally, nationally and internationally.

My blog, below, reveals more about my creative practice and influences.

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  • The Subtleties of Violence
    Shapes and forms in Barbara Hepworth's studio, St Ives I've been thinking about Sasha Dugdale's recent poetry collection Deformations a lot since I read it over the summer, and its shortlisting for the TS Eliot prize has prompted me to think aloud about what hooked me about it. I've still only read the first two sections […]
  • multiple thinkings through a pandemic
    The welcome paperpack for the online ImaginariumYears ago I asked a friend if having a child was a useful distraction to what seemed like at the time the relentless turmoils of life. We were in our thirties and her son was a toddler. She said to a point, yes, although she found being distracted from […]
  • Towards a Stranding
    It is perhaps no surprise that my first project after submitting 40000 words of literary theory / criticism and a creative portfolio that made up my phd thesis is a book of illegible scribble, paper cut ups with an audio soundtrack that is more sound than spoken word. Above is the first page of eight […]
  • Swallow
    Like many others self-isolating during the Covid19 pandemic who have found themselves in far more (temporal) space then they're used I've been faddling and dibbling in and out of my usual activities, sometimes able to do them (write) and sometimes feeling exhausted by the attempt. Just before I went into social distancing mode I was […]
  • Listening to the Unseen
    With thanks to the NWCDTP I'm off to Svalbard in June (via - appropriately - some Marine Transgression in Bristol). I'm not sure when I first heard the name Svalbard (only in existence since the 1920s when the archipelago came under Norwegian sovereignty), but in some sense it feels like my body has known it […]

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