Commissioned Works

  • Poems to commemorate and celebrate

A unique gift that is both precious and affordable. Partnerships, retirement, anniversaries, weddings, thank you, birthdays, burials and any out-of-the-blue prompt that moves you to let someone know how special they are to you.

  • Response

A poem that talks-back to your painting, sculpture or other art work or artefact.

  • Commentary and archive

Capture the energy and process of your conference or workshop in a poem.

 

AFTERMATH

Poem Sequence:  a sample from a collection of poems written in response to observations, conversations and reflections at a UK Maths Conference. 

UNTENABLE

massively intuitive with

elegant conjectures and

beautiful exuberance we

are brilliant company

(projective symmetries could hold

the answer to a universe). imagine.

reassuredly objective, we know

mistakes matter: though sometimes

assumptions go unchallenged for

a while they will be found out

there is no room for opinion

there is not one Black

                                  mind

                                         here

 

 

IN/OUT DEVICES

(After Alan Turing, who invented the computer, and committed suicide after being forced to have oestrogen injections because he was gay/because of homophobia)

all an intelligent machine needs is programming

completely in keeping with what is pitched proper

for instance, let it not see self-similarity and compute love

 

INORDINATE

Poincares’ winning entry for the Acta Mathematica contained a critical error. When corrected this subsequently led to highly influential work on celestial mechanics.)

To describe the paths of three bodies

in mutual gravitational interaction one

needs a feel for error. I put this to you.

All flawlessness foreshortens us. Some

simple pose. Impossible to hold or solve

precisely. Prizefool! Truth lies riddled

with scars – ugly furrows – star-tethers

hauling sharpness into vision.

 

THE TELLER

I came here because certain

things are unknowable   one

can never get to the end of never

pain knows its own infinities

counting the cost of

              : the tongue as a lost digit

              : the strings we attach

              : the way things add up

things add up  I hope one day to close my eyes

blankly and have nothing incalculable figure