Poetry

My poems have been published in various magazines over the years. In 2012 I won the Wenlock Prize, and reached the shortlist for the Wells Festival Prize. In the past, I have won the BBC Wildlife Poet of the Year Award and the Poetry Life Prize.

I think I would happily see my non-fiction books go out of print if, in exchange, I could write one truly great poem that would stand the test of time. Greatness, though, is not really the point. Neither is publication. Truth is the point; truth and a sense of connection to something larger than myself; to the Source, if you like.

Most of these poems are taken from Kidland, my debut collection, which was published in April 2011. You can read more about that – and buy it – by visiting this page

Vodadahue Mountain

April 19, 2012 When I feel tall I tell myself that when the time comes I will know as the elephant knows as…

stalker

April 15, 2011 death will cling to me like frost like the bracken tick to the skin in high summer I will not…

a mathematics

April 15, 2011 because I have never been good with numbers this thing seems to me like sunlight on a loch between sheets…

Then we will go to Europe

April 15, 2011 Then we will go to Europe, go to Venice or Berlin, and live like Rilke in communes of verse and…

Atlantic low

April 15, 2011 never to come by here again. And I do not know what it is all about and I do not…

The tower

April 15, 2011 These are my words: they are the framing timbers for ideas. It is ideas which destroy worlds. See: I have…