About

I’m the author of Scattered Ashes (Oystercatcher, 2020), ibant obscuri (KFS, 2019), and Erinys: Three Studies (Oystercatcher, 2016). My pamphlet The First Branch is forthcoming from Contraband, the product of a 7-year project on the history, geography and myth of the West Wales coast.

By day, I’m Finance Bursar and Fellow at Worcester College, Oxford. I also spend far too much time in the kitchen, and am professionally qualified in the wine trade (a long story, and far scarier than academic exams).

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Coda
(from Scattered Ashes)

disrupt the hard sell of managed experience
as the dual connotes one thing made of two &
Plato with dated breath would clinch the reference
& one missed connection winter dark can stand
for the torn fabric spell of a world behind
the all-year Christmas market in the grey
befell that in that season on a day

& the rain is constant punctuate the line
commuted 07:31 to Manchester
from the moyen âge as across town
in the great hall my beloved dazzles to camera
Malory in hand & elsewhere the antimatter
of Britain crackling demands its country back
flexing the power to hurt & will to speak

parsed bob & wheel beyond the green chapel
or there in the bottom corner of that Bruegel I’ve
riffed on before yes you & again the ripple
slowing past Reading this ballad of being alive
& in love for a blink of decades or the half
-life of a line that’s uttered & returns
echoing that the darkness comprehends

itself disconnection & for example can you
explain the farm-to-fork as anything but viral
package mimesis dislocate renew
Oxford-home-change then work the blur a trail
embedded carbon faint as parchment spell
hinting that winter night prefigured nox
perpetua & nailèd in his box

of woodsmoke or verso bound alike to mis
-translate lacunae lost to the world of day
that sudden the fire & warm dark frame a kiss
written or conjured stay with me love I pray
in Osney at the Punter as I lay
my only cards & all I have the grief
& love the syntax of this only life

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