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Heirlooms

Epsom High Street. Pink light bouncing off shop fronts. Feels like you are still here. Feels like we are speaking about dice. Working out...

Podcast number 1

Here is my first podcast (just a ~3 minute taster).. Thanks, Stephen https://www.podbean.com/ei/pb-uhanm-14c9275?wlapp=1

Shards

I walk through a persistent biosis. There are leaves on all sides of me. There are worlds within worlds within our world. I notice things...

Reflectors

What if glass did not reflect? What if glass did not refract? No mirrors and no angles might make the ground palpitate.

A choice to make inside a plum

climb into red flesh - soak up all the sweetness - chisel the central stone - with teeth that feel phoney - your life is full of pep -...

Allotted time

I ride the tides I shift myself to beats humming inside the skin of a father - a soul’s hourglass I am visiting here buffeted, yes, but...

Collie linguistics

Sounds of some of my dog’s barks: (wanting to go out for a wee) huUH HUuh (someone is at the door) RUH RUH RUH (I want to play with that...

The language of chemistry

Here is one of my recent poems published in Dreich magazine: The language of chemistry The native chemistry tongues hit high notes when...

LOVE

The sea reflects the sun, looking blue, as I face the horizon. Today, she is the sun, suspended, then on a quenching mission. I see her...

Dancing with Time

It was a lifetime ago, industry and non-industry, out of step with Time. A single lifetime, rustles and noises, is our privilege in this...

Living water

Here is a poem that I wrote for the 4th online Molecules Unlimited meeting (theme = water): Living water I lurk beneath water’s...

Bayeux

Here is my accepted poem for the amazing Textus exhibition (https://www.kentishtowner.co.uk/2023/07/06/textus-discover-kentish-towns-hidd...

Chemistry and Poetry

Excited to running this course at Oxford: https://conted.ox.ac.uk/courses/chemistry-and-poetry?code=O23P166LTJ - Stephen

More than a hundred billion Mona Lisas

the sweet champagne of souls the art of humankind the designs in silence the radars of glory the ellipsoids of joy the budding in His...

Pharmacology

He is a vertical tweezer today. Keeping me upright. I do not buckle under heavy climates or keen sadness. The business of tissue, bone...

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