Hermione Wilds: Rubbed out Artist

I wrote this for an artistic children’s television presenter called Mark who died several years ago.   The light you clipped – Cut. The hue you rubbed – out. The light you Marked – drawn. The thumb you pressed- loose. The face you crafted – shattered. The eye you cast – crushed. The wire you

Cord – a poem – 2008

I thought I would publish a few poems I wrote as an undergraduate in 2008 whilst I continue to rewrite the essays, which is proving time-consuming to get right. I tried to sever The umbilical cord But your mother had cleverly tied it with a neat little bow to her eyelashes

Short On Free Speech

Commenting on the article this morning in The Sunday Times, Students back Gag on Free Speech Sian Griffiths, (@siangriffiths6)The Sunday Times May 22nd, This trend is worrying. Were people with radical views, like Germaine Greer, gagged, we would have fewer arguments to argue against. One thing I learnt as an undergraduate was that the best

About Me

Hello, yes that’s me in the big bow — I’m often mistaken for Minnie Mouse. You will often see me with a cup of herbal tea, and when out carrying round a bag like Mary Poppins — my bag tends to have… Source: About Me

Poem – Tribute to Sir David Attenborough and our planet #LiteraryR #extinctionrebellion

A kaleidoscope of colour and confounded clues