Poem: I am the king of Belgium

My realm is central to our continent

Nothing lasts forever: Hope Gardens and the meaning of permanence

In which the poet visits a new estate which will be dismantled in 2024, and has a think about our understandings of home and the temporary

Poetry can still offer a kind of transformative power, but to appreciate it your gaze may have to shift in some unexpected ways

A distinctive aesthetic, a hand-crafted feel, beautiful objects… and now an all-dayer in Kent with the greatest line-up ever

Railways do the job of poetry before poets even get on board – so different approaches are needed

It’s one year since my pamphlet was published. Here’s a quick look at three reviews of it

On the one hand, nice furniture and 400 new jobs… on the other, corporate uniformity, dirty air and premature deaths