Thursday, 22 September 2016

Tuesday, 13 September 2016


Friday, 9 September 2016

"Art too is only a way of living, and one can prepare for it, living somehow, without knowing it; in everything real one is closer, nearer neighbor to it than in the unreal semi-artistic professions which, while they make show of a relatedness to art, in practice deny and attack the existence of art."
R. M. Rilke
The afternoon, a clod of sperm,
a glass of heavenly Tokaj.

Thursday, 1 September 2016

Go West!

My poem, the ruins of the ruins of palmyra, has just been published in the Western Humanities Review, a long-running and prestigious literary journal housed in the English Department of the University of Utah.  You can read more about the latest issue at the link below and also order a copy (or indeed a subscription).  Worth noting too that this is probably your only chance to buy an English language poetry magazine containing work by two poets named Rufo.

Opium, a little wine,
a little sunlight on the water;
I am not scared of death.

Friday, 26 August 2016

That life might triumph over death,
not in some other compensatory world
but here in the forest
and in the here and now.