n these pages you can browse a selection of my verse. Please choose from the menus above.

I would like to express my appreciation to the members at Eratosphere, where some of the poems were workshopped.

Now here’s a picture to fill out the page: an image of one of the world’s great artworks, perhaps the greatest and oldest. I refer to the image below, of course.

Brief bio

I was born young, of Anglo-Irish parents. I’ve lived in England, Ireland, France, Germany, Australia of course, and a few other places. In another life I was an academic philosopher. Since then I’ve worked irregularly in editing and copywriting. I’m also a bit of a jazz muso, and played stride piano on ocean liners for a few years. And one hell of a gig it was for meeting a succession of ladies on the lookout for that little shipboard fling. Not to mention that I was able to spend many of my working hours in a very pleasant alcoholic haze. I was fired for missing the ship after a woman in Crete tied me up to keep me in port, but don’t tell anyone that.

I’m canny enough to have remained a bachelor, and I’ve mellowed somewhat over the years in what others might see as my male chauvinism. The truth is that I adore my freedom and the company of women, in roughly equal measure. I suppose I’m just an old-fashioned bachelor. I’m all for the male homosexual fraternity spreading their gospel widely, so as to leave more women for those of us who are able to appreciate them.

These days, I scrape a living from a combination of occasional pickup work with local bands, the few stray editorial assignments that come in my direction, and (God help me) voiceovers for TV commercials. I’m a savage mimic, so when they want a Prince Charles or a German professor, I’m their man.

My computer skills are primitive. I couldn’t make a web page in a fit. I’m grateful indeed to Peter Bloxsom for setting up these pages for me, and I heartily recommend his service.