There is a writing ritual: hiking over cloud-grey boulders I stand at the water’s edge & hunt for silver flashes of inspiration. Coffee bubbles on a tiny twig-fired stove transforming the space, inviting warmth. Heart threaded throughout the earth’s surface with the roots of bird-song-filled pine trees I loosen thought’s fishing nets into turbulent waters & sit with the patience of river rocks. I wait & wait, until finally, words appear… photography: @andyrgarside
jacket & bag: @jeckybeng
With thanks to the wonderful team at JECKYBENG for coming to the rescue and gifting this rain-soaked poet with this beautiful, organic weatherproof jacket 💦💙🙏🏻🌿🌍.