Tag: Poetry
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Velvet Moss & Shivering Light
The stars were caught in a tangled net, Of willow bows and violet regret, When a man with a coat of velvet mossStepped over the bridge that no one would cross. He carried a lantern, hollow and wide, With a flicker of maybe trapped inside. He wasn’t searching for silver or gold, Or the stories…
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A Ban Today, a Precedent Tomorrow
They stopped Hasan Piker from entering this “United” Kingdomwith a decision already madesomewhere far from the desk in front of him. His ETA revoked,his name flagged,his presence declared“not conducive to the public good,”a phrase so vagueit can stretch to fitanyone a government finds inconvenient. No charges.No hearing.No explanation beyond implication. Just a door quietly closingon…
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June, in a Country that Doesn’t Quite Trust Summer
June arrives without asking,a pale stretch of morningthat starts before you’re ready.The light gets up early here,nosy and persistent,peering through the curtainsas if to check you’re still alive. The days go long and lanky,hours spilling everywhere,refusing to end at a sensible time.The air warms, sort of,in that half‑hearted Scottish way;soft enough for a T‑shirt,cold enough…
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3 Good Things Vol. 3 (24/05/26)
On Sundays, I like to share three things I have enjoyed in the past week. They could be anything; just stuff that has, as Marie Kondo might say, sparked joy. They also don’t have to be new or recent, so long as I’ve enjoyed them this week. Thing 1: My Hero Academia, Season 4 I’m…
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Trust Me, He Says, Again, Somehow
James Watt, the co-founder of Brewdog, has decided that now is the time to launch a new beer business. I have thoughts. Trust Me, He Says, Again, Somehow Trust is a funny thing.It takes years to build, seconds to lose, and apparently only one LinkedIn post to pretend you’ve earned back. Which brings us neatly…
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The Victory Lap of Not Knowing Anything
Sarah Wood is the leader of the Reform Party group on Kirklees Council. As such, she ran to lead the council, of which her party holds a plurality, but no majority. Here is Cllr. Wood, demonstrating her grasp of the council that she feels equipped to lead: The Victory Lap of Not Knowing Anything The…
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The Wind that Followed Me Home
A small wind followed me home today.Not a storm,not even a breeze;just a curious little draftwith leaves in its hairand the smell of faraway hillsclinging to its coat. It tugged at my sleevelike a child wanting attention,nudging me toward puddles,toward dandelions,toward things I’d forgottenwere worth noticing. When I boiled the kettle,it sat on the counterand…
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Unite the Kingdom (But Only the England Bit, Obviously)
The Unite the Kingdom rally in London was billed as some grand patriotic moment, a unifying force, a national stand, a big tent for the whole UK. And then you look at the crowd and half of them are wearing “Make England Great Again” hats. England.Not Britain.Not the UK.Just England; loudly, proudly, and with the…
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A Modest Proposal: The Scottish Premier Superleague
Scotland has always been a nation of innovators.We gave the world penicillin, television, and the deep‑fried haggis ball.So why not gift the world our next great breakthrough:a Premier Superleague consisting of exactly two teams, Rangers and Celtic, locked in eternal, city‑levelling combat. It’s not punishment.It’s enrichment.For them.For us.For the emergency services. After all, no other…
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3 Good Things Vol. 2 (17/05/26)
On Sundays, I like to share three things I have enjoyed in the past week. They could be anything; just stuff that has, as Marie Kondo might say, sparked joy. They also don’t have to be new or recent, so long as I’ve enjoyed them this week. Thing 1: Anytime Anywhere by Milet (Frieren end…