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A quick update on recent poetry happenings. I’ve had 2 poems published by The Fenland Reed #7, and my Neil Armstrong poem has appeared in Until the Stars Burn Out (on pages 34-5), which I’m excited about. Thank you to the editors for selecting them.

One of the most important parts of writing a poem is editing it. Anyone can write, but only the best writers can re-write.

Editing is crucial. It can raise a poem from a bland observation to a critical, deep insight. Many of my poems have changed and been improved by writing and re-writing them over and over again. I find that early drafts are a sketch of an idea, lacking direction and detail. Later drafts help to add colour and depth to a poem.

A quick update for April. There are two events coming up that I’ll be reading poems at. The first is this Sunday 8th April at the Flying Pig in Cambridge, as part of a poetry and acoustic music night. More information available on the Events page. The other date for the diary is Wednesday 23rd May, at the Black Hostelry in Ely, for an evening of poetry and story telling–more information about that nearer the time.

Rivers, wherever they are found, are all different and unique, each with its own distinct course and history.

There’s one particular river, the Great Ouse, that flows through Cambridgeshire and Norfolk.

My debut pamphlet, Knots and Branches, is published this month from Eyewear. I’ll be reading poems from in it Bristol as part of the Bristol Poetry Festival 2016. Early next month, I’ll be launching it in Cambridge on 3/11/16. See the events page for more information about both of those.

My background is not that of a typical poet – I studied Physics at university, and I now work at a software company. People are often surprised to find I write poetry, and I usually get asked about poetry and science, and “Aren’t they completely different?” And I would answer that with a “No”. They’re actually quite similar. My approach to both is the same.

Winter is my second favourite season.* It is a season often overlooked, despised sometimes, seen as a type of purgatory before the bright warmth of summer returns.

There is much to admire about winter. The colour of the landscape at this time of year is unlike any other. The black of damp wood; the purple of gone-over bracken; the calm of snow. Contrast this with the lush greens and blooms of spring; the baked yellow of thickening summer; and the reds and browns of autumn. Each season has its own palette, and winter brings a dark and sombre beauty.

Moseley Green

The Forest had a network of railways running through it, serving the mines and towns. Many of the lines have since been turned into cycle paths, but there’s a few sections that haven’t, leaving wild, overgrown sections of trackbed, marked with rotten sleepers and rusted bolts.

My debut pamphlet, Knots and Branches, is published this month from Eyewear. I’ll be reading poems from in it Bristol as part of the Bristol Poetry Festival 2016. Early next month, I’ll be launching it in Cambridge on 3/11/16. See the events page for more information about both of those.