Picture taken at The Museum of the Home, Hoxton “Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.” This quote from F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby has always intrigued me, casting autumn as a season of new beginnings, which has always struck me as paradoxical. I have a fondness for the … Continue reading Shadows of Autumn
Month: September 2025
The Stranger I Know
Some poems sit with you for years before they are ready to be written. The Stranger I Know began as a rough draft when I was twenty, inspired by a brief friendship with someone (approximately the same age as myself) who captivated me with anecdotes and pictures from the Brighton Teddy Boy nostalgia scene of … Continue reading The Stranger I Know
