February
Not a day seems to have passed sinceI last put pen to paper for you,For the passing of yet another year,For you growing beyond me,Past my understanding. February.It’s a month… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
Not a day seems to have passed sinceI last put pen to paper for you,For the passing of yet another year,For you growing beyond me,Past my understanding. February.It’s a month… Continue Reading
As I announced on BBC Radio on 29th January, I will be raising the prices for my ebooks from 1st February. I’ve been thinking about this for a long time…. Continue Reading
Only last night I was talking for an hour with a friend of mine who’d just finished reading Dead Men, telling him how, in my short time on the Antarctic,… Continue Reading
In memory of LHI. My mind is full, butMy mouth is empty.I scribble the mind onto another pageWithout speaking.I have grief on my mind,Of an unknown kind. II. The taste… Continue Reading
As you may imagine, having been traditionally published and then dropped by your publisher because you’re not “commercially viable” can be a bitter pill to swallow. However, there are some… Continue Reading
Sometime in 1989, I was sitting at my desk at work, exhausted after yet another day of internecine warfare instigated mainly by the management consultants I was working with at… Continue Reading
The sky looks further away through the camera, And smaller, Not endless like we expect it to be, And the moon looks tiny. The screen lies. When you listened to… Continue Reading
When I was a 19-year-old punk with red and (some say) green hair, my dad once said to me ‘Son, the only way to change the system is from inside.’… Continue Reading
The darkness is our friend.I said that when you were little.I still say it. On a different soil, then,We chased a storm together,And its thunder.We reached it sooner than we… Continue Reading
The moon, steeped in old blood,Sighs below the horizon, waiting,Waiting for the sun,Opposite axis,Opposite pole,Opposing light. She moves, airless,Anticipates,A rock for a heart,The warmth to melt it,To feel again. For… Continue Reading