Author Archives: Bob

Ovid played naughty kid brother to his contemporary, Virgil, whose Aeneid  became the normative (and soberly revered) foundational text for imperial Rome. Ovid’s Metamorphoses plays a much different game, resisting the unified effect of the Homeric model to produce a patchwork … Continue reading →

As I’ve previously posted, I’m curtailing my teaching commitments in 2018 to take a writing sabbatical.  One of the big projects is a novel I’ve been trying to write for decades, that’s begun happening again with a curious twist of … Continue reading →

A poem I’ve recently written that alludes to an iconic suspension bridge between Brooklyn and Staten Island in New York City, the Verrazano Narrows Bridge, a major fixture of my early life and travels.  Fyi, the town on Long Island … Continue reading →

Those of you who’ve been regular attenders of our Refectory sessions will know Richard Wrigley, a Melbourne poet who’s himself been a regular contributor to our conversations. After the publication of his recent book of poems, Honeycomb and Diamonds, I … Continue reading →

Best cartoon I’ve come across in ages.  For all the Dickinson fans out there . . .

Dunno why I keep chipping away at this particular seam, but they keep coming.  Make of ’em what you will. Læne Duck Season in Babylon  

Robert Lloyd and I performing a few more of his songs . . .  

Robert Lloyd and I recording his ‘The White Giant’, a song about the Cerne Abbas Giant carved in white chalk into a hillside in Dorset many, many moons ago.  Erm, yeah.  You get the picture.  Rough mix, but enough to … Continue reading →

In April I turned sixty while attending this very lively conference, at which I sold some books and delivered a keynote address.  Belated  photo below.