I was absolutely delighted to be commissioned by The National Centre for Writing to write a poem for National Living Wage week. Living Wage is a subject dear to my heart. I have worked many low paid jobs over the years and I know what a massive difference a living wage would make. You can […]
I am delighted to have a new poem over at the marvellous Atrium. Thanks ver much to the editors Holly Magill and Claire walker for choosing it. https://atriumpoetry.com/2024/09/24/all-the-mums-julia-webb/
Sun Daddy believed that the world was small When the world knocked at his door Sun Daddy put his head under the pillow and shouted go away. Every few weeks the world knocked and Sun Daddy shouted, and so it went on for years. Sometimes when Sun Daddy was at work Moon Mother invited the […]
I set the ALICE-TRAP at the top of the stairs hoping to trip her up and wait behind the top banister: squeezed between the wooden rails and the paraffin heater – which is off of course – we only use it in winter. Alice is a long time coming so I count spiders and then […]
This is is an email course starting on Friday 5th July and running for four weeks. We will be looking at poems that are based around myths, fairytales and other pre-existing works (e.g. The Bible) and also how to create our own poems based on them or ones that seem mythogical. Each week there will […]
I was all arms and legs and panic and no one could stop my river bursting its banks. Things were getting smashed and I was powerless to stop it. No one had explained to me what to do when the big winds came, first the tiles lifted clean off the roof and dumped themselves at […]
The sun was trying to get into the house blue at the windows blue at the open door cool flagstones on bare feet as I worked up a sweat on the bread dough the open mouth of the oven as I slipped the loaves inside the cat asleep on the Aga lid the kind of […]
I will be re-running my Poetry of Loss email course starting on 10th March 2023. This course will look at poetry about, and relating to, loss of all types – loss of home, partners, health, environment, belongings etc. And of course we will also look at death and bereavement, however there is always more than […]
Trying to make a gardenout of bird branches, nettles, dry grasses,a wooden shed with slatted sides,falling down and into itself. Trying to alive a gardenout of weeds and light through leaves,to grow a garden, to mound a gardenout of sycamore keys and thistle-prickle. Trying to Christmas a garden, to Easter a gardento flap a wing […]
They’re working on that spy plane again; first the scrapy sounds of sanding – on and on it goes, all morning, and now they’re rolling something that sounds like a skateboard along the dining room wall. The sporty one arrives home and starts to unload the camera equipment from the boot of his Fiat Punto […]