In which Tom has had a dream of a new edition of Sometimes a Wild God; old-new words; and his son learns to say ‘Baba Yaga…’
It’s been a long time since I wrote here. It’s been a long time since I wrote anywhere, more than a biro scribble on the back of a receipt, usually a shopping list or the phone number of someone I should call about something that I can’t quite remember, probably something to do with the mighty Hedgespoken truck. I look back on long days of leisure with a laugh, not bitterly, but with amazement.
The book of the poem, Sometimes a Wild God, has gone on sale in the Hedgespoken Press online shop.
Very soon, we’ll be putting these beautiful books for sale in our online shop – here’s some previews and a link to the shop…
Two massive events are making waves in my soul’s world. One is a joyous thing. The other is a strong thing and a painful thing, and one of which it is hard to write.
If you’ve been in some kind of slumber recently, or you wandered off into a darkened room and forgot how to get out, you may have missed the fact that Rima and I have been hatching a plan…
Hedgespoken – a vehicle for the imagination: a travelling off-grid theatre truck, and our new home
As some of you may have noticed, December saw a flurry of attention for the poem ‘Sometimes a Wild God.’ I’m really not sure quite what happened, but I know that facebook was heavily involved. The site went from getting about 250 views each week to almost 20,000 just before Christmas. Yes, 20,000. Thankfully, we’re… Continue reading Wild God trails and half-world journeys