HRADCANY – CHAPTER I
Two chapters of a work-in-progress historical novel concerning the reign of the Holy Roman Emperor Rudolph II, Habsburg ruler of Christendom from 1576 to 1612, and his pursuit of objects for his ‘Cabinet of Curiosities’ – a highly exclusive collection of items of artistic, alchemical and astrological interest from the four corners of the known […]
HRADCANY – CHAPTER X
Two chapters of a work-in-progress historical novel concerning the reign of the Holy Roman Emperor Rudolph II, Habsburg ruler of Christendom from 1576 to 1612, and his pursuit of objects for his ‘Cabinet of Curiosities’ – a highly exclusive collection of items of artistic, alchemical and astrological interest from the four corners of the known […]
IBM Q – III: SLIPS AND SQUEAKS
IBM Q SERIES Three Prose poems inspired by the Q System One – the first commercially-available quantum computer. A cryogenically cooled, 20-qubit system hanging in a sealed glass case. It represents the dawn of a new and borderline-incomprehensible computing age, rife with odd concepts such as superposition, speeds faster than light and temperatures approaching absolute […]
IBM Q – II: ERROR RACKING ROWS
IBM Q SERIES Three Prose poems inspired by the Q System One – the first commercially-available quantum computer. A cryogenically cooled, 20-qubit system hanging in a sealed glass case. It represents the dawn of a new and borderline-incomprehensible computing age, rife with odd concepts such as superposition, speeds faster than light and temperatures approaching absolute […]
IBM Q – I: CHANDELIER Q
IBM Q SERIES Three Prose poems inspired by the Q System One – the first commercially-available quantum computer. A cryogenically cooled, 20-qubit system hanging in a sealed glass case. It represents the dawn of a new and borderline-incomprehensible computing age, rife with odd concepts such as superposition, speeds faster than light and temperatures approaching absolute […]
NUCLEAR PITS
Nature was not much of interest until we came along. It was froth and mixing of things, no rhyme or reason, and only after the mixing did we say OK, let’s improve the place. I can’t stop watching nuclear tests because each one is so bright and happy and even knowing the burn exists means […]
WILY GUYS WITH KINDNESS
Wily Guys has been my artist AKA for a while now (wilyguys.com, @wilyguys on Insta & Twitter, plus Medium, of course), and by way of an explainer, here is the small poem in which the name first appeared. I wrote it during Barcelona midsummer – so being English, I was wilting – dreams were of cool […]
AVEBURY
Sarah and Mike talked dogs with usnear the first gate that’s still opento us for walks, and circling. I made up the names, you just don’t swap them with dog touchers, only admire each other’s pups. The field full of stones in the middleand also full of replacements like vandalised gravestones, sheep cooing inlike guardians do, slip around so […]
CASTLE COMBE
Ivy or something like it layson the rooftops, the colourof some wine as more dogs muck amongthe leg heights. You know, they filmedfilms here, multiple, disciplinedthe homes if they changed theirvisage from moviedom. Birds-eye Castle Combe looks like a scar,human eyes are level at door-tops notmodern people sized, camera eyesleer into front rooms, while in […]
HEDDINGTON DOWNS
God, the wind up here makes liquidof the grasses. They are brown allyear round and must long for rest,poor hills. Around the corner is a white horse, an old oneor a newer counterfeit it’s hardto tell, does it matter. That zone is shielded from the windand thus, the chalk bust and legsand mane are staying put, […]