The next guest poem on the podcast could be yours. Email a suggestion to [email protected] and you're in the draw for a signed copy of North Yorkshire In Verse.

The next guest poem on the podcast could be yours. Email a suggestion to [email protected] and you're in the draw for a signed copy of North Yorkshire In Verse.
Writing Malham Cove, I kept reaching for 'lost' and 'vanished' — words that tell you to feel something without showing you anything. The river isn't lost. It's underground. That shift changed the poem.
Every episode pairs a guest poem with one of my own. Suggest the next one — email [email protected] — and you're entered to win a signed copy of North Yorkshire In Verse.
I gave Helmsley's ruin to Time when I wrote this poem — soft verbs, nobody's fault. Researching this episode, I'd write it differently now. The castle didn't crumble. Somebody decided it should.
Weekend reading: moor, market town, or coast — where are you starting?
Every episode pairs a guest poem with one of my own — and the next guest poem could be yours.
Email a suggestion to [email protected] for a chance to win a signed copy of North Yorkshire In Verse.
Whitby Abbey was one of the very first poems I wrote for this series, from the first of these county books.
I read it back on the podcast this week and didn't touch a word — not because it's perfect, but because it's where I started.