• The lines, angles and shapes are wrong. Which algal bloom will form when the ground has gone – sunk or deserted – while for now Peru find time left them, talent still potent, reminiscing about far post chances, a faulty connection into the side netting? A stray Time Out deep in the boot bag – […]
  • Somewhere beyond the wastes of Nizhny Novgorod in enveloping white, the farthest reaches of night, a train rattles on through heights and depths with passengers lost to perspective journeying through life to death. How many time zones around half the world will stretch, while the other half won’t notice, can’t imagine the purity of darkness […]
  • At ‘The Stadiwm Vibrant Vapours’ on that sunlit evening, corporate sponsors lacked the power of old resonances, the simple terms the world could afford us: Richmond Park, rumours of Gorseinon – leagues below – drifting over the tannoy as a violet cloud bank rests behind a floodlit stage for the latest test: another scrap with […]
  • In air thin against the coast where Blue Lias cliffs enclose swimmers in the shallows turbines shift with the wind at its approach; a pylon catches, at the end of the sun’s closing speech, new resonances. Flashes off the ironwork merge with grey clouds set in violet drifting beyond the gated community of stones: footnotes […]
  • With those air miles, Roy, you could tour the moons of Jupiter. Ensure the planets are in correct formation, no-one stepping beyond their sphere. Your Wikipedia page has crashed my computer somewhere between Gravesend and Neuchȃtel and I’m back to pen and paper to consider the passage of Europa, the year Roy and Ray were […]