The event was hosted by poet Dean Atta and organised by poet Robin Vaughan-Williams, with the participation of some superb Spoken Word performers. As a homage to Federico García Lorca, I recited La Tarara, an old Spanish children’s song, as well as my English translation of the song. Lorca restored this 19thcentury composition, adapted the lyrics, and set it to music, arranging a full piano score. La Tarara is about a free-spirited woman who dances wildly across the fields i

Here is a poem I wrote when visiting Orkney in 2026 - it is dedicated to Anton and Sally: Under the afterglow lingering from evenfall, I am standing on 59° North and it is here that I encounter the amorphous, ashen light anticipating lightning, dew appearing when it is not yet due. With our inclination to hyperbole, we the havenless need to find a place to rest, and I mean true rest. All around us, the sea (a glutinous mound) and this green land (like gates of horn) are

A poem I wrote during my visit to North and South Uist in 2015, in both English and Spanish: Playing with dice in North Uist It was there −along the sweeping, unspoiled beach, no footprints from birds, sea unruffled by wind, white sand as if freshly bleached, sun shining with much enthusiasm though not warm− that you said this will not be forever, and I flatly refused to believe you. How can this seascape not last, its colours the very definition of infinity, its scent re