Pushing out the blade on a stanley knife and gently running it through the tape that stands between you and your brand new book is a feeling that doesn’t happen too many times in this life, so when it does, you need to revel in it. And that is what I did last night…
Said tape has now been discarded and my latest book of poems, Ocean Hearted is now in my possession. I first and foremost thank my wife Julie for the typesetting and layout of the collection, Benjamin for the superb cover design and Ben at Paradigm Print for being one of the nicest guys you could ever want to deal with… seriously, if you are planning on producing a book, Paradigm Print Media are a small company that really take the time to get the finest of fine details perfect.
Ocean Hearted looks even better than I imagined… a beautifully textured cover (imagine a textured linen feel) and silky smooth pages. Soon it will be time to launch, so stay tuned for details and for those people overseas and further afield, I will also have details of how to purchase the book on the site very soon. Until then, here is a poem from the collection that I have not previously published on this site.
Swimmer
late at night
she’d swim
leave her panties on the door knob
I would lean
against the coolness of glass
let my eyes adjust to the dark
as she entered
her palms
hovered above the surface
as if preparing a lover
she had full, heavy breasts
and looked down to watch
the moon
reach out to swallow her contours
later
she’d slip
between the familiar white skin
of sheets
her body
water parting
to meet me







